Weathered

Weathered

by CL

Dark clouds drift closer,

Neck aches foreshadow the pain.

I run for shelter?

No, for I can bear all rain.

My feet are now weights,

Holding me in my right place,

Keep me from mistakes.

Darkness uncovers what is.

As sunlight hides fists.

Rain pours into this abyss. 

Victimized by wind,

Throwing oceans in my soul,

Drops penetrate thoughts.

My mouth gaping as to scream,

Yet words do not seem

To connect to emotions,

The water has sparked.

As lightness rejoins wet ground,

Clouds fade into shrouds.

My weights still, but water raves.

I, the source of rain.

As the sun attempts to dry,

I thank its presence.

But, one day I, too, will thank the dark clouds.

For I believe that it is my sadness

That emanates my happiness.

And it is crying

That refreshes my vision.