Winter came and summer went The clouds went dark And the chills overcame People hid in the safety of their homes For the wind came howling with a thunderstorm That left people in shivers and children in tears Yet a lonely soul came out wondering For he found beauty in the deadly storm Which could cause magnificent sightings before ones eye With wide spread arms he felt freedom In the dark cold streets He closed his eyes and found peace His grief stricken heart enjoyed the tears of the clouds For once he did not feel alone As the night kept him company Grieving with him for his vacant soul The night sky cleared And the stars came out The lonely man left to the shadows of the night People came out to enjoy the cool weather of the serene night Yet no one saw the wondering soul Waiting for the next thunderstorm
Sometimes the feared things in life, in which we hide away from, have the most beauty.