Dark Clounds, Rolling in.

Dark Clouds are Rolling in

Darkened clouds inside the mind,
Waiting for the clash.
Of thunder to release the bind,
Praying for the bang.
To bring words I cannot find.

A clash! a bang! a rumbling roar
Wild winds and rain
Do I dare open this door
Confront this nature
Or for the mind to endure.

Unlatch a door, see a storm there
Thunder rolls, sparks of clouds
Clouds burst, watery drops to share
Every drop a letter.
To bring them safe together

Swirling thoughts none of a kind
Falling letters, scrambled words
Come together, a word to find
They ease and ebb
River of words, Letters combined.

I was sitting here thinking what to write and this is a little ditty that came to mind.