Eye of the Storm

Sweating in the calm humidity
Steaming up from earth’s fragility,
Havoc in the quiet still awaits
Another surge that anticipates
A yet-to-face grim reality.

    In your soft eyes is serenity
    To direct storms’ evil deity
    Away from harm’s cruel fates.
         Sweating in the calm.

Watching skies with temerity,
Closing distance with a surety
That wind and rain rain rain rain creates
Fear, screaming sounds, but for now abates
As life regroups its vitality,
Sweating in the calm.