The Storm Begins

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.

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KindredSpirit's picture

MO / I like your poem

 

Until the final Bell

There will be

Good and Bad

That make-up

Heaven and Hell.

KS

allets's picture

"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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