Finding Harmony in Chaos

The sky unfurled in fractured hues,

A palette spilled by unseen hands,

And all at once, the earth exhaled—

A sigh that danced through scattered leaves,

Tangled and caught in fleeting chaos.

The river, restless, carved its way,

Its waters dashing against stubborn stones,

While trees stood tall, yet seemed to lean,

As if drawn toward some hidden truth,

Their branches aching to catch the stars.

But then it turned—

A stillness, sudden and raw,

The cacophony bowing to silence,

As if the world paused mid-breath,

Holding the weight of something unnamed.

And in that stillness, I saw it all:

The beauty of the unarranged,

The harmony in disarray,

A rhythm too wild to tether,

Yet so perfect it sang of home.