"Life is storm, let storm"
[Melville, "John Marr"]
Nothing is permanent.
Not weather, nor fear.
But when normal shifts,
a degree here,
an inch there,
it does seem likely
that the center
won't hold.
Let the rain rinse
what the wind didn't steal.
I love that you're doing another poetry challenge, and I really like this poem. Can't wait to see what the month brings! :)
ReplyDelete