Friday, May 15, 2015

The next storm

There is now a respite from the black rain
and the seeds of hope sprout their leafy wings.
They lift a tree up from the dead of the battle.
It grows moats of strength in the calm that prevails
before the axes knock on its closed doors. 
The roots knife their way far into the forest;
an unseen underground battle rages on.
The sunlight is drunk like never before
and in darkness and silence
the branches grow in strength for the next storm. 

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