After the storm
a calmness returns,
the roaring sea settles
back into idyllic rhythm while
the birds again sing
and worship the sun.
People are back
unafraid to leave their shelters.
After the storm
a calmness returns,
the long lines pre-storm
have left the supermarkets and
the tension now
blends into carefree days.
There is no worry for
with routine there is only peace and security.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem