[In the Eye of the Storm]

(from thinkfinity.org)

In the eye of the storm.
Watch the leaves fly by
as the wind whips them ’round,
but in here there’s no sound,
just the silence and the wait
for the gale to lock its gate.
Sit and whisper
as the twister
turns and churns its raging ends.
But in the eye of the storm is silence,
a shaky calm,
a breath of peace,
rising on the prayers of friends.

Written May 2011, Emma Dumitra.

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