So thankful that my family and friends are safe and sound today! Earthquakes, Tsunamis and Storms, Oh My!

STORM By Emily Dickinson

It sounded as if the streets were running, And then the streets stood still. Eclipse was all we could see at the window, And awe was all we could feel.

By and by the boldest stole out of his covert, To see if time was there. Nature was in her beryl apron, Mixing fresher air.