Journey of the Broken

 
Wasatch Mountains
 

Something terrible happened.

Amidst the earthquakes crumbling old buildings to the ground; amidst the panicked clearing out of shelves in market storehouses, the misfiring of the brain; amidst the decimating fear of wasting bodies, the ashen color of skin; amidst the yelling and the fighting, the bloodied battered bruising tears.

Something truly profound took form.

An ever so small fissure, perhaps it was always there…opened up just so much a little bit more.

Only seen, easy to notice but not enough to be ignored.

 
Dani SiemsPoetry