Quiet Storms

You don’t need to speak before the echoes roll in here.

You don’t have to get drenched to know the raindrops are beating your skin

Here, there is more to wind than the dust in eyes and falling trees.

This one is a quiet storm.

It’s on the inside.

You feel everything.

You know everything.

And when the storm passes,

and the turmoil ends,

You don’t search for what the storm took away.

You recover it all.

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