Something New

With red lights of apprehension flashing wildly

endings stroll into our lives.

We cannot stop it, or run from it.

When a season ends stable ground shakes like an earthquake.

The death of a loved one has a strength greater than man can create.

It can shift one’s trajectory in any unexpected direction

leaving the most organized person in a shambles.

But it is out of the dust that struts something stronger,

something beautiful, something new.