Calm in Calamity

Amongst the chaos and cacophony,

An ever-swirling speed of tornadic activity

I find peace in the eye of the storm

A sort of forced calm in the calamity

A need for reflection before facing

whatever destruction awaits

An eerie stillness in the screaming

thunder wrecking everything around me

The storm singing in its

rage, screaming

and slapping my face with its winds

But still I sit silently

Spilling tranquility in my silky sanctuary