In the Eye of the Storm

Raging, violent winds

blinding, battering rain

deafening, angry roar

explosive, destructive carnage

then silence.

 

In the eye of the storm.

bewitching, tantalizing calm 

deceptive, quiet, stillness

illuminating, glowing light 

for a heartbeat.

 

The eye of the storm has passed.

giving way to unspeakable violence

delivering shattering, brutal wreckage 

where moments before was silence.

 

The eye of the storm has passed.

the winds and rain now quiet 

a world once standing firm 

demolished within the riot.

 

The eye of the storm has passed.

annihilation its calling card 

broken, battered landscape 

no corner left unmarred. 

 

The eye of the storm has passed.

with dawn’s first gleaming light

the magnitude of the struggle

laid bare in clear, plain sight.

 

The eye of the storm has passed.

the struggle begins anew

with day’s first dawning breath

lay mountains that must be moved.

 

The eye of the storm has passed.

unvanquished we remain

carrying thoughts of days before

into a world inexplicably changed.

 

The eye of the storm has passed.

through the days and weeks ahead

the seemingly endless violence

giving way to hope instead.

 

The eye of the storm has passed.

undefeated by its cruelty

hearts and shoulders squared

prepared to embrace our duty. 

 

Extraordinary, valiant efforts

beautiful, selfless sacrifice

faithful, unrelenting hearts 

strong, indomitable will

recovering.

 

Tireless, unceasing strength

determined, unwavering focus

abiding, steadfast hope,

abundant, inexhaustible faith

rebuilding. 

 

© 2018 Jennifer N. Fenwick, In the Eye of the Storm, #850strong