The sky is roaring darkness
Trumpeting fiery uncertainties
Great soul don't buckle under
The weight of the Leviathan
My soul keep hope alive infinite
My spirit keep hope high in infinity
The morning of glory'll surely dawn
With ominous clouds disappearing
As golden rainbows hold reign
In immortality of glorious beauties.

Manage the wind when she blows
Manage the rain and the snow
Manage the ice, manage the storm
Manage the fire, try to stay warm
Oh but the heart it does grieve
No more to give, nothing to receive
That’s worth all the effort and stress
Give till you drop, receive even less
Sometimes it would be refreshing
To be given more than you’re getting
To let go and enjoy all the beauty
To forget who you are and your duty
Spread wide your unfettered wings
If you have no hope, never stand tall
How will you even manage at all

My mind is full
Yet my page is empty

-Writers Block

Days under the pull;
Moon tugging at my soul;
Pulling me further away;
Dazzling nothing;
Coolness in the heat of rush;
Deep solitude sweeps around;
With the lush quiet of calm.

I am
As I am
No more
No less
And today
It will do