Wondering through jungles of thoughts winding through your mind, trying to keep a strong foot hold in quick sand that is hidden in the brightest sunshine,
Swinging on vines with venomous thorns, knowing that any moment you may fall into a bottomless pit of haunted memories...  a 
   Monsoon will come that will obliterate those  thoughts, making you stronger than you would ever have imagined... cleaning Your eyes to see what has been forgotten, the growth of your spirit, telling you to move forward...