Hurricane Phases

Wind changes

The room once bare,

now filled with trinkets.

Over-pouring with energy,

emotions.

New temperatures, new temperaments

not visible but the air changes.

Perspectives shift with the sunrise,

weather races.

Pause and rewind are only technological phrases.

Sometimes we get them jumbled and can’t fathom when the old us has faded.

Acceptance is a quick term

out the mouth but not easily taken.

the breeze remains changing

Attitudes seep into negative when focus strays from the imperative.

Shouldn't dread what lies ahead

the draft is continuously changing

as creatures were in a perpetual state, always changing