Written by: Brenda Victoria Northeast

we face them everyday
some are good and some are bad
like a storm rending the earth with relentless carnage
and on other days there is birth, of change, the travail of life
renewing itself, adding another dimension, another facet of light
reflecting its character, its brilliance, its majesty, I am in awe at the rawness
of life rendering and shaping us willfully, passionately, determinedly after its desire
The chaff blows away from the husk, leaving the kernel of substance life without end

 © Brenda V Northeast 24th April 2012