Made Small

by Chani Zwibel / July 9th, 2017

When this brutal world hammers me down,
beaten metal on a block,
When this restrictive world pins me in,
measured minutes on a clock,
I search for sun behind grey clouds,
shimmering beyond the rain.
I search for love in humanity’s heart,
faith smaller than a mustard grain.
I find among the trees a peace, and in the ocean deep,
Spirit moving, a current, pushing hatefulness off.
Minds waking from centuries’ sleep.

Chani Zwibel is a graduate of Agnes Scott College, a poet, wife and dog-mom who was born and raised in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, but now dwells in Marietta, Georgia. She enjoys writing poetry after nature walks and daydreaming. Read other articles by Chani.

This article was posted on Sunday, July 9th, 2017 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.