Ice and snow pelting the windows and
making me shiver despite the warmth
of my cozy and secure house.
The wind begins beating and battering the trees,
and I hear the occasional crack and crash
of limbs and branches colliding with ground.
I hold my breath wary that the next limb
will land upon my roof or come through a window.
With nervous energy as my companion,
I pace the floor and become more anxious
I’m left alone in the darkness with the storm.
Eventually, I fall into an exhausted sleep, waking
with each powerful gust of wind against my home.
Finally, the morning reveals the damage
to the trees and fence, and I survey my home
and see it perfect in every way.
Only with this beautiful sight do I feel somewhat calmed.
This is linked to One Single Impression. The theme this week is calmed.