I sit here in the
calm,
The Wind Battering
the defences,
Listening as it
passes through the gaps,
Feeling like the
walls may give?
The calm at the eye
sees the destruction,
It sees what will
come to consume it,
Damage it will reek
if the eye moves,
If the eye collapses
in on itself.
I look at the trees
fell,
The world brought to
a halt,
Held in place
wondering what’s going on,
Watching as the wolf
blows down the house.
Now we walk in the
damage,
We try to patch the
holes, replace the walls,
Put roofs back on,
bring back energy,
And Figure out how to
cope in the new reality
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