Isaac Makes Landfall

In the surge of the storm
one finds a focus
so easily lost
in the days of ordinary ease
and comfort.

In the lash of wind and water
and the pounding grind
we find what endures
what does not
and the value of what is lost.

There is little else
that makes so clear
what is dear and precious
as spots on film
and waiting for word
on the biopsy.

There are things
that levees cannot hold back,
pressures not measured
in millibars:
you cannot put
life on a leash
nor collect hurricanes
in glass jars.

But faith, hope and love
can move mountains,
conquer the grave,
cover a multitude of sins

and save souls from death.

H. Arnett

About Doc Arnett

Native of southwestern Kentucky currently living in Ark City, Kansas, with my wife of twenty-nine years, Randa. We have, between us, eight children and twenty-eight grandkids. We enjoy singing, worship, remodeling and travel.
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