Day 19 – Poetry for Lent

Still, Small Whisper

Sometimes there is so much noise in the news, on social media. I feel like everyone is yelling and no one is listening. And then something happens, a friend in a car wreck, a co-worker loses a spouse, and it reminds me what is important–and what is just noise.

Listen

The wild, roaring 
rush of wind
surges through trees
like ocean breakers
crashing eternal 
on rocky shores.

Listen

Snapping branches
create staccato accents
amid percussive storms
that blow 
fear and hatred
through busy lives.

Listen

Hail rattles
down on hapless towns
hitting innocent bystanders
like stray bullets
and extinguishing the still, small 
whisper of love.

Listen

We are all
but a near miss,
 a second removed
from getting swept up 
and blown away.

Listen

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