To lie in bed with wistful thought,
consumed by fear the rain has brought.
In agile mind my thoughts do fray,
unravel on a rainy day.
For distant thunder clouds my brain.
with morning will the storm remain?
Will clear skies clear my mind as well,
or darkness be what dreams foretell?
Dashing fears with simple pleasure,
fright engulfs each raindrop's leisure.
My demons taken all in stride,
they lurk and stalk deep inside.
Sail upon the whispered motion,
dragons fly above the ocean.
Sententious thoughts to be set free,
as rain falls on the willow tree.
So eager for the sun I seek,
behind the clouds, will sunshine peek.
Where dragons are but only flies,
dash and dart throughout blue skies.