Why?
Why?
When the skies are blue and the world feels right
My path is clear before me
The clouds show up
The storm rolls in
Rumbling starts
The earth tilts on its axis
The shit flies
And chaos reigns
We are caught again in another’s storm
When lives intertwine
Enmesh
Intermingle
Chaos storm rises
Chaos why?
Why does it have to affect us?
Our life?
Chaos why do you throw these things into our positive sea?
Why?
How do we stay separate but supportive?
How do we stay the island unaffected in the middle of yet another familiar storm as it wreaks havoc upon us.
About the Creator
Donna Morgan
I am a lover of the mystical the magical and the spiritual.
I write to help others awaken to their awareness of self by interpreting feelings or deeper insights others may not know how to voice
I love to write it is my soul's work.


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