Twisted Tornado
Stark white scathing sky
Searing silently surely succinctly
Heart healing, harrowing history
High light hissing hunt
Lust life lingering, loathing
Cruelty, ignorance
Wind wavers whirls wheels
Wearing wildness continues
Carrying cries creation cremation
Cutting concealing
Embracing my grandson we become
One tiny twosome spun second by second
Surviving storm.