There's a hoard of chaos all around me
You seem like the eye of a tornado
Chaos surrounds you,
even when your soul has that calmness of the eye
Getting close to the tornado now
A sea of dust, destruction, and death surrounds me
The chaos in my soul can only be brought to dust
once I reach the eye
A price to pay for a deep dive inside your soul.
There are many perspectives to this poem and every reader perceives this in a different way. An optimistic look at this would be an attraction or a sense of curiosity towards a calm soul.
However, if you think about it carefully you find that the eye of a tornado is the origin of the destruction. The most unexpected events or people can cause catastrophic destruction in your life.