In the middle of the rising, raging storm is where I sway

In the middle of the rising, raging storm I am the calmest of all –
I sway here no longer waiting
I rest here never hesitating
I am exactly where I need be

Because I have survived blackness and rosen from the ashes before
And each time anew
There is more beauty
; My experience richer to feel it

I am reborn again into my soul’s nest
Before falling into breaths
To grace consciousness
And with all my heart
Quietly
Patiently
Smile.