Eye of the Storm

Eye of the Storm

"In the chaos, where the wild winds roar,

Lies a place of calm, at the storm’s core.

Amid the fury and the relentless fight,

Exists a center, serene and bright.

The sky around, a swirling rage,

Unleashes nature’s untamed stage.

Yet at the heart of this fierce display,

A peaceful eye holds night and day.

Silent whispers in the midst of screams,

A refuge found in shattered dreams.

Where tempest's tears can’t touch the ground,

A sanctuary, where hope is found.

In the eye, time seems to slow,

A tranquil space where stillness flows.

Breaths come easy, hearts beat true,

The storm’s great secret, hidden from view.

From this calm, we draw our strength,

To face the storm at any length.

For in its eye, we find our might,

A guiding star in the darkest night.

Eyes that seek the storm's embrace,

Find solace in its gentle grace.

For in the heart of turmoil’s dance,

Lies a chance for a second glance.

To pause, reflect, and gather force,

To steer life’s ship on its true course.

The eye of the storm, a place apart,

A haven for the weary heart.

So when the winds begin to howl,

And shadows through the heavens prowl,

Remember this: in the storm’s own form,

Lies the quiet eye, the calmest norm."