Light flashes in the night
Booming thunder shakes the house
Pounding rain fills the air
Rivers gorge on its wealth
Taking everything in its path
In careless abandonment
To paces unknown.
The quiet is deafening
As the storm spent passes on
Hesitantly, one by one, birds call out
As if afraid to bring natures wraith
Air so clean and bright
Sun peaks its rays in the night
Dawn brings a new day
Birds sing with glee as seeds poke their heads
Through soil drenched in love.
Life renews and continues on
Paths set out before
Those ready to learn lessons
Until time grows short and darkness descends
Asleep until called again to being anew.
~ © Heidi Barnes
7 thoughts on “Anew”
OMG! That was really good. 😉
You´re welcome. =)
WOW I So Love This Poem It perfectly paints the transition from a thunderous storm to the calmness after the storm passes.
Thanks. Was thinking of the thunderstorm that woke me up that morning.
Yeah Me Too .That storm was fierce and inspirational. It sure inspired you Heidi to produce this wonderful poem. Your Poetry Speaks To Me on many levels.