despite the storm inside

hold me, before i disintegrate,
said that little voice
but the weave of the shawl
is stronger
it will not be swayed
by the strong wind
and heavy rain
stay there
calm
quiet
despite
the storm inside

a cave of curiosity

did i complain ever
for your saying no
but i also did not relent in my pursuit
of affirmation,
even if assertively
and obstainetly
the rock refised to give way
to the stream of tears
that were draining
a lake of my own creation
i-n-s-i-d-e
deep
inside

the cave of curious
but concerned desires