Days went by without a word,
Uttered into the darkness
And yet not a sound was heard.
Two by two they weren’t too few,
Climbing up into stillness
Were they settled into their pew.
Seven days before the tempest came,
Forty more, so merciless;
One full year for the eight to reclaim.
Earth renewed by the deluge wet.
Land, air, ever fearless;
Fire on stone, a promise we get.