Like a cold wind
Like a cold wind on a summer’s day
Raising a crop of goose-flesh;
Like a cloud across the sun’s face
Turning the day into sudden twilight,
I feel the change inside me
And I wait to see if the cloud may pass.
Like the sudden silence before a storm,
The birds that cease to sing;
Like the eerie stillness of wild-life
Before the earth shakes and the sea flees,
I hear the roar of the angry waves
Rushing towards me to engulf the land.
Like the blank blink in the bully’s eye
The second before he raises a fist;
Like the juddering engine before it stalls
Leaving you stranded at the lights,
It warns of worse to come
And teaches you how to duck.
When the fog comes floating in from the sea
It’s time to sit down and wait
Turn on the lights, wrap up warm
Stay just where you are; do not fight.
For like fog, and darkness and the bully’s wrath
This too, like all things, shall pass.