36.        THE CYCLONIC EYE

In hindrance of the cyclonic Man.
First he built a storm as the eerie Moon,
engulfed him to a state of alarm.
Where storms allow for the creation of dreams,
so forceful that it sweeps all willing memories
from basic ground,
to join the wildest dreams of reality.

Still and peacefully do the waters move,
Moonlight tranquillity and a moist full atmosphere,
everything at rest as danger was ever at hand.
In the sky stars play hide and seek
while revolving walls keep the worst out,
don't be fooled when at rest
comes the worst storm.

Still waters suddenly heave with great might,
the sky darkens if there never was light,
storms unleash all that is lost
in the deepness of feared hearts.
In dark moments of ordeal
a lighthouse will shine until dawn.