Dark Skies

The wind crept up - the skies ever so dark Black, slick, clouds and calamity enters thy soul Dreary! It chatters and limbs they fly No sun upon thy face - beaming with hue Those clouds they swarm in darkness Rain - it pours - flooding the earth Bewildered I look up at this blustering sky The trees are dead, It's spring - yes death Roses in the ground with the trickling raindrops The April showers - You haven't a clue True grit! The soil now nurtured The roots - feeding on this phenomena And yet when the sun shines soon Day after day - trees will come to life And roses in bloom- life after winter death In awe I see this beautiful imagery In my brain, as I see the pouring rain My mind - I visualize - the beauty Thus, why does it expose calamity? Beauteous be the wonder in my eyes And how I love those dark dreary skies A rosebud in my teeth - I see Is extraordinary and so is the tree Let there be rain as it nurtures the soil And with the chatter of the wind, let there be turmoil Again in my brain, I can truly love this day I see life in the rain that is pouring today.