A Poem

[semperverenda]

thunder cracks
but the sky stays dry
now we're in the middle of the eye
a flood cascades
upon the ground
the sky wonders
why the girl does frown
Can't she see what's up ahead?
But the girl only sees her broken dreams -
she sees things that can't be seen:
the doors that lie in the worlds between.
time is frozen
the storm stands still
one by one
all things living wither and
die
still, the girl is standing there
forever in the storm
in the eye