Resilience

Ocean blue sky no water in sight,
A sandy plain edges forest green,
As the border approaches the trees,
Stand the animals in between.

Red mountains that rise above,
Wolves howl to the pack they made,
Like a jazz sound of sadness,
Shooting stars to burn and fade.

Sunrise yellow ‘lo darkness looms,
Warm rays tied down by clouds,
Like a drummer without sticks,
Will return in time unbowed.