A Silent Storm
A silent storm was brewingÂ
I could not remember well
Since I was dizzy
It happened to be in a night
The silence was adorning my room
And I could hear the sounds of a storm
Faraway in a non-physical place
I couldn’t see lightning bolts
However, I could listen to the thunder
All that I could sense was my perturbed soul
So full of dark presages and emotions
This silent storm was dark and gloomy
It took possession of me
I couldn’t describe its intensity
Since my mind was dazed because of the despair
Prisoner of my emotions
I couldn’t say more than I’m writing now
Sensations blended in a daunting turmoil
With the impression and fear
To be swallowed up by a deep and endless sinkhole
Waiting for a peaceful haven
I was going to be powerless as a leaf on the wind.
Esther Racah
