At this moment,
the world is all
storms,
storms,
storms
with no eye.
But
b r e a t h e, my heart—
for moments and storms,
storms, too, shall pass.

photo by Anandu Vinod, on Unsplash
- for Poets and Storytellers United (Weekly Scribblings #44: Eye of the Hurricane).
Most any other day, I'd tell you how much I love living in Pennsylvania. Today, not so much. It'd be something if we could pinpoint where the eye was, wasn't it? A little tangible reminder of being halfway through. But no matter where we are in the process, it is a surety that it will end... and then we will deal with what comes next.
ReplyDeleteWe are so very good at dealing with things, aren't we? I guess it's all the practice we've had.
DeleteAlso, I suspect you are feeling a lot happier about dwelling in PA. 😁
Oh, I love that! Storms with no eye... Yes, storms pass. Hopefully with not much damage.
ReplyDeleteWe can hope...
DeleteI've never experienced a storm with an eye. I lived in Florida for five hurricane-free years! In my world, when the storm is over, it's over. The kind that come back with renewed fury scare me silly.
ReplyDeleteI've been through hurricanes, cyclones, even a typhoon, and I never saw the eye of the storm. I wonder if anyone who sees it has anything good to say about it.
DeleteSo true Love the last stanza "breathe, my heart for moments and storms,
ReplyDeletestorms too shall pass."
We are breathing!
DeleteStorms do pass; but there is also the reality of damage done. This is where the test lies, in picking up the broken pieces and moving not (only on) but forward
ReplyDeleteMuch💙love
Wise and salutary words, Gillena!
DeleteIndeed, storms are excellent teachers, if we pay attention and value the lesson.
DeleteHopefully all will soon be clear. Or at least clear-ish.
ReplyDeleteYes! And yes-ish, too. 😁
DeleteDevoutly to be wished. Terrific write, MG.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ron.
DeleteLet's hope what you are talking about is what I am thinking too as I watch the TV.
ReplyDeleteI suspect it is, Robin.
DeleteJust a moment to breathe.
ReplyDeleteJust one... and then another.
DeleteWe can only hope that all the votes are counted
ReplyDeleteYes, ma'am!
DeleteWith advancing age (me) the reality is we have survived and we will survive. I love the way you interpreted the challenge.
ReplyDeleteMy flesh and bones and spirit completely agree with you!
DeleteA storm filled world indeed ...blessed are the peacemakers...where are they?
ReplyDeleteI do hope more of them show their faces.
DeleteHow beautifully you go to the heart of the matter!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Rosemary.
DeleteTaking time to breath is never a bad thing...especially during a storm XXX
ReplyDeleteIndeed. Choking while being thrown around is never a good thing. CWS.
DeleteYour eye-less storms caused a sharp intake of breath, Magaly – and then I exhaled at the line ‘b r e a t h e, my heart’ and became oh so c a l m.
ReplyDeleteYay! for a calming breath!
DeleteStorms must pass, nicely written, Magaly.
ReplyDelete..
Thank you, Jim.
DeleteWishing you rainbows on the other side
ReplyDeleteRight back at you, Laura!
DeleteSadly you are right. At present this world is full of storms (that scare me somewhat).
ReplyDeleteYes, lets breathe and await their passing.
Anna :o]
At least, we aren't scared alone. Let's hope the fright starts to dwindle soon...
DeleteIt's so good to read you, Anna.
Storms eventually run out of rain. I hope by now, you're are breathing easy! <3
ReplyDeleteI am!
DeleteWe are breathing together now!
ReplyDeleteWe certainly are!
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