Storms are
relentless
and unforgiving.
You know it’s there,
you feel it surrounding you,
threatening to consume you
should you dare to look,
dare to behold
the captivating wonder…


Yet,
fear grips.
For although
you know that
it could swallow you whole
and rip you to shreds,
if you do not,
eventually,
the storm will dissipate,
leaving you trembling
and empty…
We storms
know this…

— Virginia Alison