eyes turn forward
gather determination
resolve
we sense
change is coming
we are islanders
on a sunny clear sky day
preparing for the great storm
the birds tell us
is just over the horizon
we wonder what tomorrow will bring
what about tonight
we breathe deep in appreciation
of this quiet moment
look at one another
then get back to work
doing what must be done
each of us quietly aware
it will
not be
enough
the birds say
faster
faster
the warm
soft breeze
changes direction
we feel it
and know
the birds
are right
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks for sharing this excellent poem and have a good night and day.