A Storm At Heart
Chances gleam in moments of despair,
A hand extended intending to share,
Yet confusion embroils the mind,
As the heart searches for clarity in the mind,
Wondering if virtues held are for good,
As now wonderings begin to brood,
The mind is fogged it cannot see,
What is apparent and what is to be,
Hands groping for a feel that is familiar,
As curiosity slowly harbors fear,
A storm brews almighty within,
And the pain from the heart extends to the skin,
The eyes brim with tears that will not spill,
And yet there is something unbreakable of this will,
Abiding of the supposed truth,
It may indeed save virtue and restore youth,
I close my eyes and try to find a light,
A light that shines through this black night,
Not blinding but showing,
That life has many suprises to bring,
This timely fog is one of the few,
But always know that when morning comes,
With it comes the twinkling, sparkling dew,
A drop of hope and dream,
Now nothing is impossible to me it seems……
