H.+Extended+Metaphor+Poem

Riposi in Pace Sitting in a wide open field, Feeling the wind cooling the skin as it waves by. The embrace of calming the inside, Relaxing as the sounds of nothing more than a light breeze. The grass whispers sweet soothing secrets. Nothing can harm, everything is safe, But no warning as the creature of stress awakens. Without hesitation it charges. Though through calmness the beast grows weaker. Within moments the behemoth shrinks to the size of a mere mouse, And // whoosh // it is blown away, like a leaf in fall. Again, the quiet peace will remain with you.