Dr. Frank Alexander Clark
Dear Helene,
Your repetitive rapid rampant winds
and relentless ruthless remorseless rains
assaulted the Southeast with force
leaving trees, power lines, bodies of water, roads, and inhabitants melancholic
and traumatized!
Devastation and death became acquainted with one another while perseveration was submerged pleading for a life line.
Sorrow and disbelief embraced while mourning our trees whose purpose and longevity were uprooted.
Suffering and doubt stood powerless seeking generators of restoration and resuscitation.
Scarcity and fear became ravenous searching for periods of sustenance and satiety.
The before and the after, a stark juxtaposition
for the lenses of aerial photographers.
Your destruction will be etched in history.
However,
Our resolve remains durable and deep rooted in faith.
Our hands of humanity will restore cities with the power of prayer and passion.
Our hearts of thanksgiving will sync in rhythm as we clothe our neighbors with Godly love.
Our tear ducts will create waterfalls of abundant hope.
Our mules of humility will bear gifts of peace and antidotes for healing.
And
Our pain will be transformed by the everlasting light.
