Her Hurricane

[**merciful**]

Her hurricane

There was once a world I floated in that seemed dark, lonely, and suppressing

A world deprived of people, nature, or any sign of life

In that cave of flesh I grew older in size but stayed unchanged in wits

It was a world quite yet unstill,

A micro of the macro

You lived in this world while I lived in yours

The smile I had came from your countless frowns

The laughs I enjoyed came from your endless tears

The hurricane of life was your abode

Constantly dodging the debris that came your way

Debris of conflict, upbringing and pain

But me, there I was secure and so sane in a cave that distanced and impeded profane

Not an once reached me, not a voice I heard

Kept in stability while the outside of me turned

In warmth and shelter I was cuddled in, but little did I know I’m in a hurricane

A hurricane of sleepless hours, determination that devours, shatters skies and destroys towers, levels anguish like bright flowers

You were that resistance that swore to never stop, striving and struggling to reach the top

And then came the moment

The moment which gave meaning and reason to all that pain

And made ok that hurricane

You may have cried, screamed, and suffered but now all that is just a passing cloud

The joy becomes a wave streaming like a rush of adrenalin, leaving you like you never frowned

In your world now is no one, but its single resident in your hands

A world that existed for only 9 month, but months that led me to who I am today

Never will I forget that world I was in

I look back and say… who knew from there all things will begin

You oh mother, are my origin.

-Ali

[habib e najjaar]

I re-read this.. Beautiful, and definitely a unique approach.