“Our civilization, which is lost in doing, knows nothing of Being. It asks: being? What do you do with it?” ~ Eckhart Tolle

 The Storm In The Night.

Early hours 3, am
The rumbles of the storm begin again
The wind rattles windows,roofs and tiles
And wipes away all our hopeful smiles.

Bang!! Crash!!
The Thunder explodes
Filling the night air with its roars
Fading away across the sky
Into the distance far and wide.

Rain hammers down hard and fast
Battering down upon the glass
Like pebbles thrown by an unseen hand
Clicking and rattling ,smash and crash

But now is quiet,silent and still
The raging storm has had its fill
The morning light appears anew
As dawn arrives to begin its true🦋.