Eye of the Hurricane

Posted: 02/01/2012 in Poetry, Writing
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Life has in no way passed me by –
I have always danced in the
Eye of the hurricane.
Caught in the pandemonium of that spiritual orbit
Nourished by the intensity
And the passion,
Doing it my way regardless of
The dictates of current methods.
Deep in the mysterious, ignites a fire
Bringing light –
I am family to blood, and I share its name
For I define my pleasures in expressions
Others see as pain.
Living life in the eye of the hurricane
Where no limits reign.
Few things pass one by one
And you learn that
To live life on the edge is to learn to fly.

© 2005 L. Tripaldi

Comments
  1. Sincerely, Anoymous says:

    Love…

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