The Storm Shows Us

The storm shows us who we are
Small, helpless
Most days we are blessed
When the nature is quiet
Silent, sleeping
That the sea is calm
That the wind is soft

When she decides to put on a show
For whatever reason
We witness our impotency, our powerlessness
Scurrying for our lives
Like animals in the wild chased by a predator
Screaming, hoping
No possession is valuable
But our breaths and family
All our successes and failures
Struggles and pains
Joys and ambitions
Are put into perspective
Nothing matters
The storm shows us who we are

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