The Middle

middle

Standing in the eye of the storm

In the middle of natures polarity

A fierce grey splash to remind you of your current home

The intense feelings; freeze or flee and pray for pass

The eye of the storm, the only way out

Leave your comfort and fear and walk into the unknown

By Alisa Hutton

It Is

it is

It is

The story you tell in your comfortable silence

Quiet glances that needn’t any words

Your thoughts now, respectfully honored and heard

It is

The glass of water that arrived before we knew how great our thirst

A shared breeze, side by side, our toes warmly folded in the sand

How perfect it is, cherished unplanned time while we gently hold hands

It is

Deeply closing our eyes because we are no longer blind

That laugh we shared, I kept a little for later

My confession; it makes me smile when it dances across my mind

It is

Exactly as we are

Exactly how we feel

The treasures we will find

If I am me and you are you

Imagine the beautiful possibilities of a world  so genuine and true

~Alisa Hutton