Turmoil

Ma. Isobel Ocao

Be still my solace in surges my distress,
boulders vanquished, angry waves tormented.
Where else would I go, in this abyss I’ve lost you,
Swirling, oscillating, undulating heaving…

A myriad of colors play havoc in the sky
a kaleidoscopic lightning strikes
Throbbing, rumbling, can’t contain the strength within.
My tears uncontrolled begaan to fall,
my outpour flooding every crevice of my soul
A vision foretold, unrequited, beaten down, wounded…