Wayne Myers: Storm's over

The raging storm is over
the wind has ceased to moan
the rain has stopped
the penny's dropped
the air as still as stone

I spent a year crying
another year in hell
and now at last
the storm has passed
I'm ringing like a bell

I'm standing on the threshold
at last, of being free
all unspoken
spells now broken
lost to memory

I feel a spring a-coming
where all will be reborn
the seed inside
these tears I cried
and calm after the storm