Thundering, hours after Canada Day

The relaxed, festive spirit fleeting

Power suggesting from the clouds

The potential to destroy

To twist trees and neighbourhoods


To loosen floodwaters of awesome change.

But does the damage come?

Or does our merciful God hold back?

Are there suggestions in it

Of please more mercy, more compassion

More listening to the marginalized

More respect for failing elderly

For untended wee ones

More thankfulness for employments

More sensitive caution with tongue or pen.

Pioneers whimsically told stories

Of bowling in the mountains

As the sport of elfish rogues.

We think that it will all

Just pass away…once again.

Sun returning, birds again evident.


It is of the Lord’s mercies

That we are not consumed. (Lamentations 3 or perhaps Amos 4)

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