The earth gives The rain watches The wind takes. I emerge Into the last breath Of the storm Hot and muggy The air a thick cloud Steamy rain still streaming down. I emerge Into a world of destruction. Entire trees upended Ripped from the ground Roots akimbo Like the unkempt mane of a wild animal Branches littering every surface Canopies sliced clean As if with the swipe Of a simple bandsaw. Wires and light poles Strewn about Like childrens’ toys. The earth gives The rain watches The wind takes. My heart heaves in my chest As I take in the trees My trees My trees A massacre of trees. The songs in their limbs The stories in their bark The history in their trunks All gone Taken by the wind. I emerge Into the last breath Of the storm So small so humbled. They were never My trees But I mourn them Like the dearest of friends It feels like having a hand gone Or part of my soul Suddenly missing. The earth gives The rain watches The wind takes.
You captured the violence of that day and the power of nature to leave us in awe. Very moving.
Touching reminder of a shocking day & it’s widespread destruction.