All That is Solid
Lynn White
There’s an ill wind blowing,
gale force at least
laden with ice and snow
a real blizzard,
so keep your head down,
head for home,
don’t let it in
close up the gaps
and wait.
Wait
until the storm passes
leaving all eerily quiet.
Wait
for the sun to return
bringing rainbows.
and the breeze to grow gentle
with a sweet breath
and a warmth to break the ice
with colour.
Wait
for the delicate flowers to show
through the shattered soil,
melting the frozen silence.
Make a space then,
an opening
for a warmth,
that will shatter the ice.
Yes, even the solid will melt away
and make it all worthwhile.
