I am chaos undiscovered
my quiet demeanour
an unintended illusion
seemingly non-combative
an ever-gentle soul
but a subtle change in the atmosphere
and I am a tempestuous storm
I am not a fragile butterfly
an ever-silent observer
I am the orchestrator of chaos
my wings cause hurricanes
that create a beautiful mess
and unpredictable disorder
I stand strong against the winds
gathering strength from within
I will not be underestimated
for I am chaos undiscovered
©Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 