This is where it all starts.
Antarctic winds and Arctic rain,
a freak storm with no origin
with savage fingers tearing down
the woods,
she beckons and she calls my name.

The Earth shakes beneath my feet
and I am Homeless.
Bitter dust steals my sight
and I weep at my own
selfish tears.

Mother Nature sighs and groans,
her grip recedes
and the turmoil is untouched.
With hope as tough as the
passing storm;
survivors are found and families are built.
This is where it all starts.