in the thick of it

within all the noise,

the head spinning speed

the buzz, the banging, the screaming,

you stand there

supposedly in charge,

realising,

you do not know anymore,

when they ask  

          "what do we do now?"

you do not want to be the one who knows

every time,

you do not have the answer

every time.

sometimes

you, too

are helpless.

you shift,

you move,

you face the unknown,

trust life

to smoothen the bumps it gushes out,

embrace helplessness,

just embrace 

the peace in the eye of the storm.