Perspective

Perspective

The rains came

Wet embraces from Mother Nature hugged the land

and people feared a smothering death

I went puddle jumping

The winds came

Arms blown round the world lifted it up

and people feared a whiplashed death

I went kite flying

The earthquakes came

Earth reached up and gathered itself onto itself

and people feared a claustrophobic death

I went dancing

The snows came

Banks grew and encompassed all things

and people feared a glacial death

Guess what I did

February 2, 1994

Tressa Lee Breen