By:Rizel Serrano

Welcomed, unwanted

It always comes

Trying to forget

No need to face the unknown

In one form or another

Unavoidable

The storm hits

and you are stuck in the eye

Your heart, beating

Not knowing

what happens next

Sea-salt spice burns your nose

Your emotions

Unexplainable

Then reality

it hits and

The storm

It finally seizes

The aroma once acrid

Becoming pleasing

You peek out

at first misty

like the calm morning dew

Refreshed, serene

Then

the light

The dazzling, brilliant

light

The sunrise

overcomes the dark

what once was

Nothing

Turns into a

Miracle