A Hand in the Storm

by Angela Brinkman

In nature, I walked and contemplated life,
The trees sang me a lullaby of peace,
The birds a melody to nullify strife,
Substance found in rest and increase. 

Fortify that life which you intend to keep,
Winds rush thru the mountains, a swift sweet tune,
Softly striking a chord of serenity’s release, 
I dance among the lilies all afternoon.

How the clouds drift down to touch the earth, 
My soul has been blessed beyond belief,
Rousing streams of flowing waterfalls of worth,
Didn’t see myself ever getting out of this grief.

The storms they rolled in with thunder and rain,
You came, we needed each other, You held my hand, 
Touched souls, vulnerable places—unguarded plane.
And just like time, You slipped by like sand. 

Angela Brinkman (aka Serene) started posting her poetry and photography in March of 2020 on Instagram. Within two months, 1,000 followers graced her account. She has been featured in The Auctores monthly publication in 2020, The Listen Experience in 2021, as well as performing in a multitude of online open mics in the US and internationally. Angela is also a member of the Poetry Global Network as Head of Design for publicity materials in social media marketing. Angela likes to deeply connect with her readers through tangible emotions, hoping to touch hearts and/or bring comfort, as she is a survivor of abuse herself.

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