calm

The calm comes after the storm.
Bright and shining with light surrounding it.
The freedom of joy resounds in the earth, the wind.
The song of tree and birds, nature sings in response.
Joining the joyous refrain.
Born in hearts who have hoped so much for peace,
for loves shade and rest.
To be free to walk on the paths again.
Any sign of safety on the rough and rocky shore.
To be held in the sound of sighing.