Now

I'm feeling like
God cleansed summer rain
sun kissed autumn tipped leaves
in crisp winter breeze

While the world around me
is black soot, sickness
mud in mines
Explosions with every misstep
and stormy weather moods.

I am becoming the calm
eye of the storm
Like white Yang
in Black Yin

Transitioning
Transforming
Slowly
Calmly

With much meditation
few words
Creating my own cause and effect