Storm Poem

I wrote this while watching the dance/ceremony for healing on the Walnut Street Bridge yesterday. May we all feel the healing.

The Healing

The dance is not linear.
Forward and back
the dancers turn.
Elaborate moves
heal the hurt
inflicted
by nonlinear winds,
whirling in
their greatest power

Tai Chi master
plays wooden flute.
Guitar strings vibrate.
Energy of peace
stronger than solid earth
which cracks beneath
a nuke plant.
Tsunami wipes out
coastal villages.

Homeless man stands
before the dancers
Backs across bridge.
Seems to preside.