Birds flutter in the fountain
taking their morning shower,
the broken finial cascading a
quicksilver waterfall
The storm-stripped pear tree
is putting out new growth,
flower buds,
as though it were April instead
of September
Cicadas are singing a dirge for
summer while autumn shines
like a beacon and I sigh
my relief
Charlotte Hamrick 
One can feel the relief in your words : ) I was happy to hear in the news that the storm was less fierce than expected previously and to read your “New Eyes”.
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