Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Resilience

The waves come lapping at first,
young, weak and misleading.
They show not the tempest that brews,
the ferocity of the waves as they come crashing.

The winds whisper through a breeze,
soothing, gentle and sly.
Their voices only an echo of their howls,
with hurricane strength they devastate.

Do not be fooled by the calm, for often, it bellies the potential for a storm.

Prepare for the worst, and hope for the best.

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