The Whirlwind Poem

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A tempest roars, a mighty force,
A swirling vortex, a wild discourse.
A whirlwind rises, in a frenzied dance,
Nature's raw power, in a wild trance.
It spins and twists, with ferocious might,
A twister's fury, in the dark of night.
Debris flies, like a chaotic storm,
As the whirlwind rages, in its powerful form.
A force of nature, beyond control,
A spectacle of awe, that takes its toll.
It sweeps across the land, with a thunderous roar,
Leaving its mark, as it spins and soars.
In its midst, chaos and fear collide,
But also a beauty, that cannot be denied.
The whirlwind's energy, a sight to behold,
A raw display of power, untamed and bold.
It reminds us of nature's awe-inspiring force,
Of its untamed spirit, its unyielding course.
A reminder that life can be a whirlwind too,
With ups and downs, moments that ensue.
But in the midst of chaos, we can find our way,
Navigate the whirlwinds, come what may.
For within the storm, there's strength and grace,
A resilience that helps us find our place.
So, let us embrace life's whirlwinds bold,
With courage and faith, as we unfold.
Riding the storms, with steadfast might,
Guided by hope, through the darkest night.