THE STORM BEFORE THE CALM


The cool dawn mist lifting from the calm lake
As I stare at the fog rising, it reminds me of every breath I take
It gives me chills through my body as the loon makes its call
Just as the beaveer slaps it's tail when the tree falls
It's such a peaceful feeling, the calm before the storm
Everything is at a standstill, far from the norm
The fish start jumping to look for their food
The world around me seems at peace, as it should
The wind starts to pick up as the clouds start to rumble
The raindrops start slowly as the bees start to bumble
The scattering of the raindrops increase by the second
I look at the black clouds, the storm is here I reckon
Reflecting with each raindrop, in our life we make choices
There are some good and bad ones, but we always listen to the voices
Before each choice there is the calm and then the storm may follow
But when we learn from our mistakes, it is easier to swallow
So live each day to the fullest and try to keep that smile
For with each storm follows the calm and will be for a while

Joe Henn