The waves crash upon the shore,
The trees sway and the twigs break,
The soar of the breeze is strong and steady,
The tide swells and crashes on the rock,
The confusion of the night is overwhelming,
The fog has enfolded the sky,
The bay is alive with salty water,
The moon shines upon the chaos,
Suddenly all is quiet,
The storm is over.
Mia Lavelle
