being calm in the middle
in the midst of the storm
a bright light appears to me
revealing the heavens opening eye
blessing me for being he
the one always protecting the sea
now here is a thought
as I invite a moment for you
what would be if a tornado rushed thee
would you sit and be as wonderous as me
or would you rush in thinking to nowhere safe
being calm in the middle is more than playing a fiddle
its the hushing dawn the early day riddle
the world may whirl a storm untamed
yet here I stand serene unblamed
in the heart of chaos I find my song
a melody of peace where I we belong
not merely strings that softly play
a tranquil heart that leads the way
amidst the noise a silent grace
a gentle touch a warm embrace
the stillness in the eye of strife
the quiet pulse the breath in life
its not just skill yet a deeper art
a dancing soul a mindful heart
where worries wane and fears subside
in the calm my strength resides
the world outside may ebb and flow
yet inner peace begins to grow
in every note a story told
of courage calm my heart so bold
so find the center where peace does dwell
quieting calm I weave my spell
a harmony in lifes grand tune
beneath the sun beneath the moon
being calm in the middle is more than a game
It's finding peace and singing my name
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