This place,
this place of waiting,
looks familiar.
I have been here before.
I have waited
for storms,
some arrived,
some passed by.
Now I find myself
in this place where
I have been before.
Waiting
for the predicted storm
the epic storm
the record-setting storm.
News reports raise anxiety
in the city,
in the region,
and in me.
As I read,
as I listen,
I remember
that the place where I wait
is warm and snug,
safe, secure.
I remember
sisters and brothers
who will find themselves outside
in whatever storms may come,
who have
no safe place to wait;
no warm place to hunker;
no secure place to ride out the storm’s fury.
I remember
sisters and brothers
who find themselves outside
in whatever storms may come
because they face a choice
between going to work
and losing a job.
I remember
sisters and brothers
who will find themselves outside
in whatever storms may come
as they seek to protect the people
and make passable the streets
and keep the city moving.
I wait and
I remember.
The Shire, Manhattan, New York
25 January 2015
Winter Storm Juno is predicted for 26-27 January.
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Along the Graybeard Trail 