The eye of the storm
is where I feel the most warm.
The pull of everything around me,
it's all crazy.
Nothing seems sane anymore.
Nothing is the way it should be,
but I'm still calm as everything spins.
At any moment the world could change forever.
It reminds me that nothing is permanent
Whether it's the good or the bad
Nothing is forever.
Nothing is truly forgiven.
I am not to let the impermanent penitrate my weary soul.
Nothing is forever I must always remind myself
and nothing will ever be the same.
Once action is taken
The Storm Begins.
MO / I like your poem
Until the final Bell
There will be
Good and Bad
That make-up
Heaven and Hell.
KS
"Nothing is truly forgiven"
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"Nothing is truly forgiven" It seems that way sometimes but I think forgiveness is a virtue, just not practiced often enough. Still, it is a very finely crafted and provocative line! - Lady A
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