Turbulence
Suzanne Mondoux · 6 September 2020
What’s all this commotion I’m feeling The confusion of the silence within The turmoil of the crazy laughter bursting from my mouth What’s my disorder to unravel and discover I’m on the turbulence ride of my life
I found the peace in the unrest I’m sane in my instability I feel the uproar in the beat of my heart The turbulence of a life well traveled Of a journey well experienced
A most unpredictable emotional sensation The irregular motion of my stride This turbulence of the mind somewhat insignificant A momentarily change of my present state No loss of control of my senses
Turbulence tosses me violently in my mind I scramble to control the impossible I’m the structural damage of my attempt to resolve the unresolved I cease to detain the erratic change I feel the friction of my feet on the ground
The strong wind on my back forcing me ahead Turbulent eddies way beyond my reach to ease the motion In search of this mysterious stability above and beyond my line of sight Blowing warm and cold I feel the layers of desire The call of the downdraft on my soul
I’m the bird in this wind I’m the wind beneath my wings I’m irregularity of all that is meant to be I’m the calm you seek in all your despair of normalcy