Didn't hear a thing in a dream
Only realized the intensity of the storm when stepping outside
branches and twigs were all over the driveway and lawn
someone else recycle bags and plastic boxes were landed across the cud de sac
A few drops of rain were still on windshield instead of foggy layer or dew drops on the grass
White cloud and blue sky are the trustworthy tranquility
once we come through the storm
It might matters whether we were
sleeping through, embracing through
or tough it out and through
