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AFTER THE STORM Bernice Lever

Barren rock, hinting of silver and old gold as blues and greys dry off after the downpour, so eroded shoreline warms in the aftermath of Heaven's tears. Dark navy clouds leaving the horizon have soft fringes of sunlight. There are even outlines of dark green pines on the far shore promising growth from this northern rock and lake. All elements are here for life: earth, water, and a sky of air. We just have to believe in that light: the promise of another sunrise. From Windfall, a CPA Anthology (Hidden Brook Press 2002)

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