Deflections Poem by Dietra Reid

Can the red eye, insides of a storm be the
source of a starting point
for deflection?
Can the intensity of the threat of
turbulence in the air,
heighten natural senses?
Can the downpour of water, clear
both the immediate and future
clarity of vision?
Can the fear of lightning, also illuminate
the hidden agendas behind
closed walls?
Can the roar of thunder, sound the
warning of trouble up
ahead?
Can this be sheltered within both a safe
and dangerous spot?
Can this knowledge be used to survive
the storm and walk successfully
thru life?