**Time When You Felt Angry**

In the heat of anger’s blaze,

When fury surged in wild displays,

Time seemed to stretch, a tautened cord,

A storm of words, both sharp and floored.

Eyes burned with a fierce, bright flame,

Heart pounded to a frantic name,

Yet in the aftermath of fire,

When the storm’s eye calms its ire,

There’s a quiet, aching space,

A lesson learned in every trace.

Forgiveness blooms where anger burned,

In the ashes, wisdom earned,

Time heals the wounds that anger sears,

And peace returns to quiet fears.