After the Storm
The sunshine through the columns of dust,
kicked up by the storm that just passed by,
is opening avenues into the sky.
I am steady on my feet, just steady, looking up at the god smiling above me, singing the song of equanimity.
It made no sense while it was raining.
It's different now.
But oh, these hours and minutes of the storm
when God had vanished from the sky!
The sunshine through the columns of dust,
kicked up by the storm that just passed by,
is opening avenues into the sky.
I am steady on my feet, just steady, looking up at the god smiling above me, singing the song of equanimity.
It made no sense while it was raining.
It's different now.
But oh, these hours and minutes of the storm
when God had vanished from the sky!
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