Storms brew in silence,
hidden behind
a well-rehearsed smile.
So well-disguised—
this turbulence the mind contains.
A chaos dressed in calm.
Perhaps the way out
is learning to sit within.
From storm to stillness, to peace.
This piece is written in response to the two hundredth and sixty first edition of Fiction Monday inspired by the word prompt – TURBULENCE hosted by yours truly. Do join in if you have a tale to tell.
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