Peace

Sea Change

My son is all squall and blast,
howling at the pancakes
on the table, and I am rage
rather than compassion
for his tired state.  I slam
the plate and leave, but
there’s no abandoning
ship when you are the storm.
I thunder the hallway and throw
a defiant demand at the ceiling, God
help me! 
I expect
nothing.
But then, just as sudden
as the gale had rolled in,
Grace.
A change
in the climate,
a softening and calm
as though the swells
surging between
my shoulders just
dropped.
Peace, 
be still, spoken over the torrents
and tangle of waves.
My son sniffs and relaxes,
starts to eat, and I
breathe.

Several weeks ago, we escaped to a nearby lake for a few hours.  It was mostly peaceful, cooler and grayer than we usually get around here, and plenty of fresh air for breathing deep.

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4 thoughts on “Peace

  1. “there’s no abandoning ship when you are the storm.” Oh, yes. You hit the nail on the head. And, I love your pictures. Glad you guys got away for a bit. Miss you 🙂

  2. To quote Martin Brody “You’re gonna need a bigger boat.” Sometimes we just have to go below decks or forward to scream at the wind, like Lieutenant Dan, then come back to all row together.

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