The Storm\\\'s Eye

Projectbeing

Like the eye of a great storm love looks on

Forever calm

Placid

Why does she never worry

How does she hold her fortress of silence

How come love never screams

Surrounded by this swirling madness

Oh love

I sense you're oblivious to all this pain

Outside my worried mind there is only love

I figure fear is the only thing I have to lose

I am the eye of my storm

Blinded by the play of form

Through love's pure eyes

We'll one day see

Only love can set us free

 

 

  • Author: Projectbeing (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 7th, 2017 13:45
  • Comment from author about the poem: Trying to embrace my formless self, giggle
  • Category: Love
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Comments5

  • willyweed

    Lovely Poem! That's what clever king said.

  • Projectbeing

    Thanks again willy,

  • Tony36

    Awesomely written and expressed Great write

    • Projectbeing

      Thanks , peace out

      • Tony36

        Welcome

      • Augustus

        The eye of a storm may be well or ill defined surrounded by destruction. I don't know where I was going with this thought other than you got me thinking.

      • Projectbeing

        Thanks for the comment augusta, I was thinking of a well defined eye



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