Poetry from Aline Page
Image by analogicus at Pixabay
Storm Postmortem
Storm battered and bruised by disappointments,
Letting go of striving, struggles and stress;
Confess to wasted effort, depletion and stuckness.
Surrender to temporary inaction, relaxation,
Time to research options and explore flaws,
Conserve meagre resources, life’s precious essence.
Recharge and restore, balancing
The ins and the outs, the ups and downs, the clowns and frowns,
Of how to optimise and use
Earth’s rich experiences and abundance.
