Eye of the Storm


It's getting closer, I thought with fear,
As the wild storm drew very near.
Darkness soon filled the sky,
I just knew wouldn't survive.

But then I thought, there might be hope,
But again, let's face it, I'm all alone.
I should've listened when I was warned,
But this is it, the Eye of the Storm

Suddenly, all is calm,
The storm, it was singing, and I sang along.
I looked to the sky and I felt the warm air,
In the eye of the storm, the weather is fair.

I close my eyes, and I don't hear a sound,
there's not a single thing on this Earth that can shake me up now.
It's mighty and powerful, so you must be warned.
There is just no stopping the Eye of the Storm.

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