After the Storm
we walked with the weight of wonder
and surveyed what was left behind by the raging surge of surf, the mad sea
the aftermath and aftershocks rocked us
left us with survivor’s guilt as we exhaled deep the post-adrenalin rush of watching &
waiting is a passive active verb
records were broken, hearts too, I try not to ask why, but I do
the beauty washed up on the beach, a by-product of broken records and mega-winds
is beauty nonetheless,
trust and hope and smallness swirl in the outer bands of me, waiting for the second once
in a lifetime megastorm of nature’s making
make a colossal mess of my emotions but I cannot complain
the eye wall of my heart says I survived and am here to walk the beach
beat to a pulp and redesigned, everything newly formed like Genesis one
beautiful, maybe more so, though battered
creation recreates and draws another line in the sand
storm metaphors march on while the meteorologists Monday morning quarterback
the healers heal, the givers give, the hopers hope, and another one or two or more are on
the way
I whisper my questions so no one can hear
Now is not a good time
to be asking questions
Now is a good time
to be living with hope
I tell myself
to wait, until after the storms
to wait under the weight of glory
elizabeth w. marshall 
Beautiful!!!!💜 Two lines attached themselves to my soul as I read, …”Beautiful, maybe more so, though battered”… “Now is a good time to be living with hope”…. Just the breath of fresh air I needed for this day!! Would love to, with your permission, put them on my Instagram. I will of course give you credit.
Thank you! Of course. So overjoyed that you found a phrase that resonated. Grateful to have you reading and journeying with me.
💕Thanks!! Enjoying the journey!!
Oh, Elizabeth….I can relate. My daughter and I were in New York on September 11th and that day passed in the midst of the hurricane’s journey.
Your lines are so succinct here:
“Now is a good time
to be living with hope
I tell myself
to wait, until after the storms
to wait under the weight of glory”
It is always a good time to hope in the goodness of our God. Because, catastrophe or not, He is still a good God, although that is unbearably hard to see sometimes.