The ground dropped out
beneath my soul,
the earth I trusted,
A mud filled hole.
As sure as life was all around
silence stilled hearts, a crack…no sound
Our states’ land spilled forth
battered tirelessly by a drink of rain
washing lives from the earth
as if their presence a stain
crushed like a castle,
tended to by a child’s hand, one fatal wave reduced life to sand,
fragility; a message –bruises hearts with a thud,
your importance is savored deep beyond devastation or mud,
one man’s sorrow described his son’s death as the “devil’s hug,”
Tis true, nature’s claimed you, as sure as the waves lap the shore,
but now you’re bigger than life
reach out your hand,
there’s more.