Hiding Away

As the wind blows, my sorrow it takes Away… As the tree grows, my wishes it Grants… As the rain falls, my tears the sky drains Them all…. As the clouds part, my problems they Fade away…. As the flowers bloom, prosperity and Contentment always comes to Me…. But…… As the leaves, settle upon our dirt, My thoughts gradually begin to Hurt…. As the rain transforms itself into a storm, My feelings inside begin To roar. And as lightening slays the sky with it’s Bony fingers, To free itself, so does my inner unspoken Words That out of my mouth begin To soar.