Earth lingered beneath cover till well past the dawn.
She was spent from the turmoil, weary and worn.
The storm wore itself out before first morning’s light,
having pounded and raged all through the night
Damp sand glistened. Smooth coastlines were wet.
She soaked in the dampness without any regret.
Reluctantly turning, she faced the eastern most sky
as darkness slipped out without even goodbye.