Dark clouds are gathering ominously above
They cast a murky hue into the air around
Infusing into the heart a sensce of gloom
They threaten to unleash torrents of rage
Mercilessly shredding those in their path.

Will my roots stay true against their rage
Or will I give in to their relentless pull
Will I remember that torrents don't last
Once the clouds have spent their load
Will I remember that beyond the clouds
Is the shining sun with all her warmth
Will I remember that the clouds will part
For the bluest of skies, bright and calm