The Calm After the Storm

Cuts and bruises are still there,
Grieving heart still weeps,
Deafening silence overtakes the ground,
Hushing wind comforts the soul.

How do you face a mourning soul?
Can you still smile at a dying bone?
Would you still believe that everything will be ok?
After you said that it is all gone.

Then hope finally comes in,
Not a guaranty to return what is gone,
But a light that will tell you to keep moving on,
You will be alright, please hold on.