they say
it can be devastating
the perfect storm
can devour you
they say
the eye is the worst
unending anxiety
awaiting eternal rest
so long has it been
since the wind has darkened my doorstep
the thunder rolls diligently
through my heart
for this
is the eye
in which truth beholds
the eye of intrigue
I feel the wind
bringing heavy rains
the crash of lightening
exhilarates my heart rate
I hear the static
of the energy awaiting me
it is within the eye of calm
that i await the perfect storm
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