FredPeyer

Quiet, so quiet

Quiet, so quiet

Stillness impregnating the land

Few birds counted on one hand

 

       Quiet, so quiet

Waiting with heightened perception

After the mayhem and destruction

 

              Quiet, so quiet

Light winds blowing into our fear

Knowing much more danger is near

 

                       Quiet, so quiet

Barely visible in the distance

The cloud wall turns with persistence

 

                                    Quiet, so quiet

Soon the quiet and peace will be gone

We will again become nature’s pawn

 

Roaring, roaring

Winds getting stronger bringing the rain

No more respite in the eye of the hurricane