I have seen the whirlwind
on the water
dancing like two snakes
rising from a charmer's basket,
and in their turning, twirling
saw visions of things to be:
what is taken
given
or left behind.
A certain solace
came over me then
in this newfound knowledge,
but within it a silent fear
of which I must not tell.
There is terrible violence in the calm,
ominous peace within the storm.
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