The song asks, “Where do we go from here?”

The earth moved, shifted

along a fault line

no one knew

was there



The world changed in an instant a few words long.

Nothing looks the same anymore,

some things are more right

and others seem

so very very

wrong to



They say you never see it coming, and then it is there.

The event that makes  you either rebuild

or leave it all behind and start new.

But what if you could

do both things

leave and



Still shaken, it could take days or weeks to get solid ground

once again under these trembling legs and feet.

Feeling sodden with a weight of tears

not knowing if it is cleaner

or just seems more

clear than

it was



No words can quite describe, although some come close,

the moment when you understand nothing

oh nothing can ever, ever be the

same again for you

for them,



Picking up the pieces, starting something new from the rubble.

It is hard to decide what is worth fixing,

and what is really so much trash.

Where is the foundation

when you can only

see the fallen

stones of an



Pick away. Pick away. One stone. One brick. One log at a time.

Baby steps, big steps, backwards steps – here we go!

Falling, rising, falling again, laying there

sopping wet with tears that burn

down my face wondering

if I have the courage

the strength or

the faith to

keep on



I’m stupid that way though, Patron Saint of Lost Causes.

So I keep on keeping on, praying, loving, walking.

Each one takes me where God only knows.

And where God knows what

both they and I need

most of all and

that is just



Ever been through this kind of physical or emotional or spiritual or all three?  This is my earthquake. Thanks for reading.

Copyright 2012 Shanyn Silinski