Life is not always easy
It hums along, sweet and low-key
And then the tsunami – real or imagined,
Wipes our smug snugness away.
Devastated by loss, we weep,
We gnash teeth, we grieve, we're angry
At God, at life, at lack of control.
We regain calm, then lose it, lose it, lose it.
Slowly, slowly, normalcy returns,
Creeping back in like the daily tide.
The dawning of another day,
Bereft of the old,but blessed with the new,
First shows itself in the smiling eyes
Of dear friends, still here, still offering love.
Life, after all, is worthwhile
And love and gratitude trump grief.
© 2005 Tina B. Tessina