Into the Storm

Some beautiful bird dancing in a hurricane
Eventually
Succumbing to circumstance
Torn apart into pieces
A mess of feathers
Bone and flesh
Such a beautiful bird
Was she
        though
That could be any one of us
Such is life such is death
Such a beautiful dance
That tragedy without guilt
Someone said to me once
        that is fate
On the way
To the great surrender
That one that, takes us all
Deeper into disorder
Each and every one of us
Further into the storm
To be torn apart
Violently
By a beautiful cycle
Viciously
Such as life
And all her pain
     and rebirth
Someone once said to me
We are all beautiful birds dancing in a hurricane

Reviews

[LKBillips]

You write a lot about Mortality and the inevitable end. I used to dwell too much on that and worry about things out of my control. Then I thought screw it we're all getting torn up in the end anyway, might as well go for the no regrets direction. I like this saying though. Mind if I borrow it for the weekend?

[Davidgeo]

By all means, borrow it for as long as you please.

I still think you're full of s**t.

[song writer]

I love this as it speaks of someone struggling and surviving through that struggle by growing up.

[Davidgeo]

It's about the impermanence of life and the volatility of nature. Death remains undefeated, no one really survives the ultimate struggle (age, time, entropy, etc., etc.. . . "thing falls apart, the center cannot hold" wbyeats)

[ManasaC]

Circumstances either make or break us. Even the strongest falter and break, but we still live on with the struggle and try to find order in chaos.

"We are all beautiful birds dancing in a hurricane"
That is a beautiful write. Good job!

[Davidgeo]

The point of this is that order always falls apart if only to make room for new, different order until entropy ultimately turns all forms of order into chaos (the 2nd law of thermodynamics). Order goes to chaos back to order and on and on and on until eventually, the universe (if truly is a closed system) will eventually devolve in something that has no order. When the hurricane stops the bird ceases to be a bird. When entropy takes over, energy ceases to be energy as we know it.

[Birdwild]

Great use of metaphors and symbolism in this very deep poem about life.Very cognizant of often time true life scenarios. Well written!!

[Davidgeo]

Thanks very much Birdlady..

[jayanth]

Wonderful poem, It's so beautifully written.

The context you've managed to link with everyone's life is so neat and true. Everyone should realise and be strong in whatever they face in day-to-day life.

Thank you for this man. Cheers.

[Davidgeo]

I appreciate your kind words. Thaks Jay.