I try to live in the eye of the storm…
When turmoil around me seems to be the norm.

I try to remain sound and sane
In the middle of a hurricane.

To remain as calm as can be
I do not let any storm enter me.

Every storm has a peaceful eye
Where you can survive while remaining calm and dry.

In our live we experience many storms
And they approach us in many forms.

You can remain calm too…
If you do not let the storm enter you.

Fish remains at the peaceful bottom of an ocean
While up and above from a tsunami they have no notion

I try to not bring myself to a boil
In an attempt to deal with turmoil.

I have no control of the storm that comes my way,
Or what hurtful things people might say.

But I will not give them the key
To enter me

I try to maintain my form
In the “eye of a storm”