Peace After A Storm

How it all erupted
Creating a blackness around
So much debris went into it
Sucking life along with it.

It was not easy
To remain in the uprising
Unaware of the outcome
So to cease was not a welcome.

The vision of the eye of the storm
Showed clear skies close above
Bright and beautiful
The new beginning will no doubt be colorful.

On cloud nine there was peace,
Again.
Much more on the ground
As all fears were drowned.