as the winds deafen with roaring howls
the water buckets in drenching pour
the waves tower in threatening heights
and I stand bewildered, shivering, and afraid
a quiet voice speaks amidst the terror
remember, foolish one, what you learned so long ago
you have felt the stillness in the eye of a hurricane
remember, foolish one, what you have learned since
you yourself create the worst of storms
breathe so that your mind calms
then examine the stories you turn into a gale
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