Until they fall

Your storms

You have always loved storms.

I think it is because

You have come to understand them

Because they are not unlike your own.

The ones inside you

Brew

Pull you in

To their dark wilderness

Where they move and twist.

Sometimes you wait for them to pass.

Other times the storm swallows you

In its belly

And you struggle to re-emerge

To come back up for air again.

But you do

You know how to navigate these waters,

You are a harbor in the storm.

By J. Hamilton