The gracious breeze smacked my face,

Before I knew it I was nearly swept away;

I saw a swirly formation in the sky.

 

Suddenly a man shouts, “A tornado! A tornado!

Run for your lives!”

I stood in that spot and felt time slowly move.

I was in shock of amazement,

While others ran rapid for their lives.

The winds were powerful—

Yet soothing.

 

The winds absorbed the pain

And gave my soul abundant satisfaction.

I wondered why the others were frightened

And the man shouted,

Because this tornado was marvelous.

It is the only thing to ever make indubitable sense.

 

Why be mad to see your worries blown away?

Who cares about such materialistic things—

The things that will not matter,

The things your soul can not carry—

That only birth and die with this world?

 

Love is pain:

Because strife is needed to create something anew.

Destruction is good;

It shows you wants not needed.

Learn to embrace the tornado.