There is a calm after a storm,
A place where the ground is tender and bares our footprints.
Where raindrops wait on petals, delicately, like a diamond from nature.
There is a place after a storm which holds it hand towards us.
The path is new, we are not alone, life’s spirit is a silent dance partner asking us to hold on.
Photo: Part of a stain glass window in my hometown.
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