pandemic snowfall

“Rest easy, world,
stay inside for just a while longer,
I will soften the Earth
and wrap it in a blanket.
Watch me fall and swirl and blur,
remember to look for beauty
even amongst destruction and uncertainty.”

The snow whispers words to me.

A wave crashes

A wave crashes into the sand,
the sand unmarked and smooth
with no footprint left of human or animal,
smooth.

A wave crashes into the sand,
obliterating any remnant peace or calm
once there,
leaving rough, disturbed rocks
strewn about haphazardly
as the water rescinds back into the ocean.

A wave crashes into the sand
like a monster rears his head,
with destruction looming
even while he waits, patiently,
to attack.