Don't we all want quiet
now that the hurricane is gone?
It's August, down by the creek,
the soft burbles soothing my mind and body,
a lullaby for my soul.
An old couple nearby
talk to each other so peacefully,
so comfortably,
so full of gladness,
that they too, like the water,
soothe my soul.
Here and there, a fallen tree
seems to become absorbed, the next new thing,
as nature does,
incorporating the downed trunks
for animal homes and compost,
insects and lichen.
"Older than a thousand year storm,"
She whispers to me,
almost casual, this great truth
that all living things live by.
Incorporate, love what is,
and keep living on,
start life anew,
all this that it's ever been.
Annelinde Metzner
August 29,2025
