Jul 2014
The vicious cries of the darkened sky, with lights that blind the untrained eye.
Looming clouds become booming clouds as flashes engulf the midnight dark.
Times like these there is to be, more in the skies than the eye can see.
Past the dark silhouettes and the streaks of blue, you find they describe a piece of you.
The indecisive ground on which you stand, your opinions which clash and change with time.
Lightning where your revelations begin, and not a memory of where your previous thoughts had been.
The storm it moves with a lowly crawl, an inconvenience for those who'd wish it's withdrawal.
But I enjoy the storm for with it comes the idle perspective. Rain and clouds, time to take shelter in your head.
Imagine a place where the weather is nicer, but it's not just the weather that you wish to get away from.
It's those issues that trouble you even when the skies are bright blue, those issues that don't come and go with its hue.
Wish yourself on an island away from your trouble, where there is nary a cloud and the daylight hours double.
Soft sands swallow your sensitive toes, and your eyes land on the ocean's calm glow.
A place where you can sit under the shade of a silent shore cove, and relax in a hammock of the jungle's natural grove.
Pleasures innumerable like the grains of sand on the beach and troubles the same number as the clouds in the sky.
The blues and the greens and the browns and the big orange in the sky. Grey's and Black's don't find themselves welcome in paradise.
Wrapped in a linen of pure white you walk tall knowing that nothing can break you from happiness.
But then a sudden CRASH. You're startled by the sudden sound and open your eyes to an unhappy sight.
You're back in the melancholy room where you gaze out the window to find the storm again.
Upset as you are due to being pulled from paradise, you can't help but be a bit glad.
Odd as it may seem, the storm is what led you to paradise in the first place, and you'll find yourself there again the next time it rains.
So rejoice! Cloudy skies may pervade your life today, but even the darkest of clouds and the heaviest of rains will eventually go away.
Looming clouds become booming clouds as flashes engulf the midnight dark.
Times like these there is to be, more in the skies than the eye can see.
Past the dark silhouettes and the streaks of blue, you find they describe a piece of you.
The indecisive ground on which you stand, your opinions which clash and change with time.
Lightning where your revelations begin, and not a memory of where your previous thoughts had been.
The storm it moves with a lowly crawl, an inconvenience for those who'd wish it's withdrawal.
But I enjoy the storm for with it comes the idle perspective. Rain and clouds, time to take shelter in your head.
Imagine a place where the weather is nicer, but it's not just the weather that you wish to get away from.
It's those issues that trouble you even when the skies are bright blue, those issues that don't come and go with its hue.
Wish yourself on an island away from your trouble, where there is nary a cloud and the daylight hours double.
Soft sands swallow your sensitive toes, and your eyes land on the ocean's calm glow.
A place where you can sit under the shade of a silent shore cove, and relax in a hammock of the jungle's natural grove.
Pleasures innumerable like the grains of sand on the beach and troubles the same number as the clouds in the sky.
The blues and the greens and the browns and the big orange in the sky. Grey's and Black's don't find themselves welcome in paradise.
Wrapped in a linen of pure white you walk tall knowing that nothing can break you from happiness.
But then a sudden CRASH. You're startled by the sudden sound and open your eyes to an unhappy sight.
You're back in the melancholy room where you gaze out the window to find the storm again.
Upset as you are due to being pulled from paradise, you can't help but be a bit glad.
Odd as it may seem, the storm is what led you to paradise in the first place, and you'll find yourself there again the next time it rains.
So rejoice! Cloudy skies may pervade your life today, but even the darkest of clouds and the heaviest of rains will eventually go away.
