"" These Tornadoes""

I was warned about this strange storm that was brewing.

I was just praying that I was not directly in the midst of it.

I mean, I have been in a storm.

I have felt how strong these winds can get.

They say when you hear the sound that resemble a

Train, the best place you can be is probably inside of a closet.

This meant the center of this tornado is about to do some major

damage, and the first time I actually

Witnessed this I almost lost it.

A tornado is defined as a destructive vortex of

violently rotating winds that form when

Cool air and warm air meet simultaneously.

These two mighty forces meet sometimes randomly

But just imagine being right in the middle of one of these forces of nature

Chilling out on a cool day, and the heat from the past fuels your anger,

Being hit without knowing it is coming

You see and hear the center of the storm, and your

first thought is to take off running.

But I refused to leave you standing there.

I can not save you, but I will not leave you.

I came back to you with my hand out, hoping you would grab hold

But each time, you would say you were reaching, in reality

Your heart just continued to say no

Because of your trust issues

So I prayed to God that he would take you and protect you

From these winds that would build awkwardly inside of you.

I told God, I just wanted to be able to protect you….. from you.

But HE said, this was not for me to do

I know your fear came from a place that was deep and ripped apart

And with your heart, you cried out. And when you did, the vortex of

These winds would rattle you more, and it got just that much harder.

And as I said, I did not want to save you, I just wanted to make sure

That I did not leave you……. alone

And God felt the same way. So HE instructed me…

Go and stand firm at the base of her heart

You have no need to fight, yet, set yourself ye still

HE said, when you see the twirling of the winds from the next storm
going hey wire, grab them by the tail

Then pull them in towards you. each funnel that you see, is a part

Of her that I give to you.

Take her pain, and hold it,

you need not do anything with it
except keep it from coming back
 love her back to life,

comforting her storms, while to her, speaking life

allowing her to willfully live. While with your love,

those tornadoes, and her storms, and her pain will slowly die.
Until the coming of the next one.
Oh yea, and these storms are not always seasonal.
just so you know.

"xpressurself"

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