“Tempests of Care” by Ron Koppelberger

Unfurling the harmony of spirit and discerning release
In perfect trembling limits of demand, a motley array
Of season and sure common virtue, a respite
In ash, in the lay of secret cashes, in wretched conflicting
Tethers of turn and toil, of earth and spoils
In the melancholy share of what's given
In tempests of care.