The eye of the storm sighs-
An unusual sight to see.
A weary-eyed hurricane approaching me grievously.
Howling heartaches with tremendous teardrops.

So what was I to do?
Ignore the devastation's depression?
Storm out on the disastrous typhoon
And let it persist pessimistically?

So I sighed back.
Restoring strength to the hopeless traveler.
Making amends for the countless barricades set
For the storm that just needed to open up.