The Storm Is Over

A flock of pelicans skim silently through the breeze

Gliding just above the churning waves

In a line

A perfectly imperfect configuration

Sunshine sparkles on the water

The percussion of the crashing waves

A remnant of last night’s deluge

I float in the salty water

Watching my children run and play

Sharing in the bliss of the sun

The storm is over

We are thriving yet