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