Some days
it’s hard
to catch my breath
Feeling the air
as it rushes by
A whoosh and a gust,
But not life sustaining
Not slowing
to caress my face
Instead picking me,
Into the eye
of the hurricane
Things from within
are calm
Still
The speed outside
blurry
and overwhelming
I close my eyes
Slow time with a wish
And wait
for the storm to pass