the raging storm is over
the wind has ceased to moan
the rain has stopped
the penny's dropped
the air as still as stone
i spent a year crying
another year in hell
and now at last
the storm has passed
i'm ringing like a bell
i'm standing on the threshold
at last, of being free
all unspoken
spells now broken
lost to memory
i feel a spring a coming
where all will be reborn
the seed inside
these tears i cried
and calm after the storm
Sing The Sun by Wayne Myers