Subjectivity

As the world,

war-torn, whirls 

ever more dizzying

more chaotic

I dig my toes

into this patch of earth –

where life is still 

comparatively calm

disturbed only 

by annual threats

of heavy flooding 

or fierce fires.

Hilltop, suburban, 

here we stay 

safe … so far.

Written for Quadrille #235 at dVerse 

(44 words excluding title. Compulsory word: whirl.)