stormringer
….
Out —
storm
rings
close.
I
savor
the
storm.
As
my
life
thrives
in
finding
that
calm.
At
the
center —
chaos
swirls
round —
sit
watch
wait
for
what
passes.
Be
cause.
Live
true.
Show
freely.
That
face —
found
dark;
earn
light.
And
it
shall
pass.
New
unto
you
now.
—
tsg | stormfinder