Riding the storm of anger

Seething.
Searing.
Threatening to take over.
Vision narrowing.
Volcano filling.
Hot Coals, Lava and Earth, bursting forth.

Unprotected
skin
scorched.
Rubbed raw.
Shattered nerves.
Drawn, the last straw.

Feeling trapped.
Must run.
Getaway, fast
before damage done.
“Be still now in body.”
Flee to another room.

Safe to allow
the feelings
to surface.
Motion is life.
Hot tears
Like lava flows.

“Be still now in mind.”
Allow the heat to flow.
Beast rears.
An ugly head, three, maybe more.
Lost count at four.
Letting go.

In surrender,
seeing without feeling.
The Observer awakens.
Breathing slows.
Heart beats pace.
The calm after the storm.

Ready again to face the world.

Namaste.

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