Leaves and random bits in air, a fury dance
downpour of not domestic pets but livestock
a typhoon destroying of all that it meets
Why would I leave the safety of within
and enter threat of being shredded into nothingness?
Be carried away and be lost for eternity?
Will hope be sufficient – to venture into immediate danger –
that perhaps a miracle will marvelously occur
arising the slightest possibility I can get into the eye of storm in one piece