I am a hurricane
I am conjured by the sea somewhere out in no mans land where humans rarely venture
unless they are just passing through.
When I finally reach the shore I cannot be contained
I hit with force
but I am weakened.
I need warmth and convergence to survive
I am of great magnitude
my center is still
I do not seek to destroy, it is in my nature.
People see beauty in me but only from a distance
I am too intense
Do not worry, I dissipate quickly.
When I am gone you will hate the mess I left behind
I will wish the shore had been strong enough to let me thrive.