Eye of the Storm

In the eye of the storm
Restless hearts grow still
Wild pupils observe the whirlwind

In this instance
We see why the wise
Build brick homes in seclusion
To avoid a sunny day
Turned into a violent breeze
Sometimes it takes a tragedy
For us to accept the bare minimum
When it's all we've ever needed
Strangers turn family into friends
Danger turns boredom into peace
Pain turns death into rest
And we do not cry for the sleep,
We realize that they are blessed
Small acts of kindness
save lives
Trivial complaints
Become distant memories
Reality uproots pipe dreams
and scatters selfish desires

Luxurious abundances

become dead weight
Responsibility builds a foundation
of simplicity and in turn beauty
and in turn happiness and
In turn success
A creature represented
not in weight
but in depth

not in weight

but in depth

not

in

weight

but

in

depth

In the midst of chaos

Necessity shrinks life down to size

And with the precision of a surgeon's knife

We cut away ties

And we learn to count our blessings

Every night with grateful cries

Within this whirlwind

In the eye of the storm

We watch a clearer day arrive

Object of Affection

They look upon me

An object of affection

It is not completely lost

But I should not be looked upon in such a way

The unnatural glance of a man

With no thoughts, just visions

Of what could be, what should be

Because they are themselves

And I fit the criteria at the time

I do what I do, doing whatever I do

But it makes no difference to them

For I am now in their world

A world where they are the center, the star, the hero, the victim

And only God knows the role that I play

Maybe that of the goddess or the evil temptress

Sent to seduce them and leave them high and dry

Only this when things are not going as they've planned

My plans?

To do what I do, doing whatever I do

I am not completely lost

For in my world, I play the part of the heroine

Protecting herself from being abducted into a man's fantasy