The Storm and Wrecked Harmony
The Storm And Wrecked Harmony
(Revised)
After the storm, finding Nature again sound
grieving, trees bent and ravaged spoke
In looking for more blessed gifts around
angered at Nature's harmony this storm broke.
Sadly, what man had not dared to cut down
elms, willows and mighty black oaks
Now savaged like a discarded night gown
and cracked wheel with broken spokes.
Yet in that storm's aftermath Nature lives
new growth must have a place to start
Fallen trees, newly opened places gives
lowly shrubs sunlight to again restart.
First gaze at wreckage, such is hard to see
looking like turtle with a shell crack
Life's realities say that nothing is free
storm-blast proves that right on track.
Across meadows are less destructive scenes
flowers broken but only the weakened few
Worst hard hit, blown to smithereens
Yet majestic Nature always shines on through.
Fire, may burn this wreck on the ground
If so then Nature will have found
Precious ash bringing new life around
And thus prove Nature's ways are sound.
After the storm, finding Nature again sound
in grief, trees bent and ravaged spoke.
In looking for more blessed gifts all around
angered at Nature's harmony this storm broke.
Robert J. Lindley, 07-17- 2008
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015
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