The Ides – Storm

It blows our way
we hunker in and pray
or it comes upon us as a predator with its prey
unexpectedly wiping us away

We are bereft and gone
forlorn, without song
we utter 
our despair
lost in our way without care

Yet earth is there
to receive our prayer,
when storms have past 
we are still here

A newness felt, built upon the past
what was, and is no more
becomes the portal, a new door
to move with ease
and find our peace.

In this new place of space
we cast our lines
and toil again
to climb 
the mountain’s peaks
and valleys sublime,

Exploring new ground 
building new hopes,
home for our souls to grow
new paths yet to know

We go
propelled by wisdom’s storm
dislodged from former forms
We flow
into new being
new grace
new knowing
new going

Upon this living, breathing earth
Storm brings us new birth