January 2, 2020
By kks
Imagine
Capture
Express
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Barometer
Barometers measure pressure
Pressure I cannot see
Barometers measure pressure
Pressure that gets to me
Barometers are useful tools
They help me to prepare
They tell of a storm that is coming
They show the storm that is almost there
When I see the signs
I can prepare for what’s ahead
I can prepare my world all around
I can tie all the loose things down
I can take action to show care
Care that is needed
Everywhere
Care that is needed
To make it from here to there
If I miss the signs
When the pressure runs out
When I miss the signs
To a storm in my line
My eyes are blind
If I miss the signs
The pressure still runs out
When I somehow miss the signs
I sit and wonder why
Wham! The storm appears
Bam! I am right there
Weathering a storm, as it passes by
This mountain sized tsunami
That I somehow did not see
Somehow I missed the signs
How did I not see?
What am I missing?
Please someone.
Can someone help me see?
I wonder how the signs escaped me
How could I be so blind?
This mountain sized tsunami
Now tears me from my home
Tears me...
and tears me...
tears me from my home
My home where I am safe
My home where I am secure
My home that I have filled
With things that build my base
My home that I have prepared
That helps me weather through
When I can see the storm path
Heading straight for me
I could anticipate
That the storm
just might break through
That mighty storm
somehow finds
that which causes me
to nearly come undone
Though the blocks are sound
this storm manages to break through
Storms find any crack
that cannot hold their true
The bigger the storm
the mightier the seep
That somehow finds the tiny hole
and manages to breakthrough
Once there is a breech
Momentum starts to build
Then we see the walls come tumbling down
the whole fabric becomes unfurled
When I’m looking the other way
And I miss all the signs
The storm is here and gone
This storm rips through
And laying me open wide
Yet another time
Laying wide open leaves me
Where I do not want to be
Laying wide open
Makes me want to hide
and not be seen
I want to protect...
I want to protect my whole world once again..
Maybe today I can install
A new barometer tool
Maybe I can use one
that’s been tried and true
Maybe my new tool
Will help me
Set my anchors new
Maybe this time my anchors will be
Deep and for sure secure
Maybe I can anchor off from
A foundation made of rock
Maybe a cornerstone
A foundation rock
One that’s tried and true
Maybe I can pick a big rock
A rock notably bigger than me
and bigger than you
So strange when I cannot see
In advance
The when or how
So strange that I cannot always see
The pressure that is dropping now
Sailors watch the pressure climb
They relax for a while
Sailors watch the pressure shift
They know they must survive
The pressure drops
They batton down
To weather the storm ahead
Maybe I’ll get my own barometer
That will help me to prepare instead
It will help me set my anchors
Confidently readying me
I‘ll set my anchors for all that lies ahead
I’ll tune into the wisdom
From my useful tool
Along with all the knowledge
I‘ve saved within my head
I’ll tune in to the wisdom
To not get caught off guard
I would hate to be adrift
In this storm without a sail
Instead of having to get a pail
to clean up all the mess
Now I’ll watch my barometer tool
Now I’ll watch that instead.
