In The Midst Of Thunder, Where Chaos Reigns,When The Sky Pours Down Its Heavy Rains,I Find A Quiet Place

In the midst of thunder, where chaos reigns, When the sky pours down its heavy rains, I find a quiet place within, A sanctuary where peace begins.

Winds may howl, and waves may rise, The storm may darken the brightest skies, Yet in my heart, a stillness grows, A calm the tempest never knows.

I see the trees bend, but never break, Their roots hold firm, for strength’s sake, And like those trees, I find my ground, In the eye of the storm, I am safe and sound.

It’s not the absence of strife I seek, But the strength to stand when times are bleak, To find a calm amidst the fray, And let my worries drift away.

For peace is not a distant shore, It’s in the heart, at the very core, Where love and hope reside, And in their presence, fears subside.

So, when the storm clouds gather near, I won’t retreat, I won’t hide in fear, I’ll face the tempest, stand my ground, In the heart of the storm, my peace is found.

Electric skies split with light, Fields of gold beneath the storm's might, Nature's fury and beauty unite.

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"Time erodes all things, turning even the brightest memories to dust." – Unknown

Omphalotus nidiformis in the Dandenong Ranges National Park, Victoria, Australia (my pic) 🍂💫✨

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For storms will pass, as they always do, Leaving the world fresh and new. So face the tempest, stand your ground, In the heart of the storm, peace is found.

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Snow-kissed birches in a misty haze, Silent sentinels in winter's gaze, A frozen world where time decays.