In the Hurricane's Eye
The swirling wind to touch the ground,
A sudden energy outbursts,
Yet its eye cannot see the found.
Above, a beauty to behold,
As it blindly wends its path,
Its wake of destruction unfolds.
Listen! A child’s voice speaks of love,
Calling out to the angels there,
Mercy’s prayer to powers above.
Surrounded by a violent rage
A child knelt in a calming peace,
Winds holding life within their sage.
Form: Enclosed Triplets
Copyright © Jemmy Farmer | Year Posted 2012
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