Sometimes - and even more often
than
we'd like - it takes a storm
to clear the weather, to usher in
a peaceful day or night.
In my later years, I see now
that this is so for people too,
part of nature
that we are -
a good shouting brings
pain and tears, a cloud
of isolation and a release
of held-back water -
pouring out just as clouds
release theirs...
Then peace - to body and soul -
settles in, until the storm
builds again.