Poetry Of Life

Cleared

Cleared
By Dr Marilyn Bouniu

The plans
Were too rushed
The words
Were too harsh

The hurt
Was too deep
The nights
Without sleep

The winds
Were too strong
The days
Were too long

The rain
Was too much
The pain
Was too great

The sun
Was too hot
The Son
Then you sought

His Hand
Took the steer
All then
Became clear