RESTORATION

 

The storm has passed, the winds have died

And in the stillness, I can hear inside

The echoes of pain that once did reside

In my heart, and in my mind

But in this moment of restoration

I feel a glimmer of hope and elation

That though the pain may leave its mark

It does not have to leave a permanent scar

For in the aftermath of the storm

I find strength to face what's to come

With a newfound sense of purpose and form

And a heart that's been restored, never to succumb

So let the winds blow, and let the rain fall

For I know that after it all

There's a restoration, a healing balm

That will mend my heart, and bring me calm.