Cosmic Wash

You built a home in this

Island of broken Dreams.

Then you were swept away 

By this Great fury.

This tempest has brought

Destructive deluge of Waters,

Rain and Wind; and you have

Withdrawn into an interior

Place of shelter.

We are left with these 

Tearful rains of sorrow. 

To much needed release,

We scream in pain.

Is this the language of

Divine retribution

To renew all Life?

To dwarf the collective

Arrogance of humankind?

At poor people’s expense?

This tempestuous Wind

Will direct and force us

To change course to keep

The Vessel afloat.