Eye Of The Storm

This moment is mine alone
In all its immediacy and reality
Urgent, unique, rising to fall, arise again
Within the turmoil beyond

So rare, clarity flows unhindered
Pure simplicity, elusive if sought
Like catching mist at dawn if chased
Arising uncalled, a most welcome gift.

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