Rain

                  Rain©

As it rains, beginning to pour
One’s mind is flooded with feelings of loneliness and hopelessness
Happenings of the coming brewing storm
Carries some away from the norm
Thunder and lightning
Maybe hammering the mind towards uncontrollable sadness

Down the falls you went
Into the currents of the cold river
In the water over you’re bent
As your mind begins to suffer and shiver
Wanderings of what your mind may deliver 

Raging rivers and frigid icy waters
Have swept one out to sea
Now kept in darkness
The mind begins to wonder if there may be anything left to be

Struggling to stay afloat
One may begin to tire
As you search for air
For one’s mind needs to live for desire
But you’re sinking
Instead you looking for a way to inspire

Wave after wave as hit you by the tide of confusion
How does one hide from delusion?
The waters life
Have been known to bring about the needed conclusion
But now one’s mind may be drowning brought about by the thought of disillusion

The war wages out at sea
Are these really the powers that be?
Or are these the first stages of madness
That the one’s mind was never able to see

Rages the storm out at sea
A funnel has risen from the powers that be
Now the mind has entered a blackened tunnel

A water spout can be seen
Tossing the one’s mind inside out
Running aimlessly all about

Sinking below the frigid waters
Struggling for every bit of air
Now the body and mind must find needed repair

Brought down once again and again by the raging waters out at sea
The one’s mind drowning is he
Sought down to the unforgiving, forbidden depths of the light-less void
This one’s mind should always seek to avoid

One who declines from the confines the mind
Will find no coffins at the bottom of the treacherous sea
But if one may get to the eye of the storm
One’s mind may revive in order to survive

These are the hurricanes of life
To be brought on by the powers that be
To the mind of one
To the mind of thee

We are to be filled with that which is all so right
The mind and all its glory is the forever for-filling light
The treacherous sea of life may weigh some down
Therefor robbing one’s mind of its airborne flights and most precious insights

We may seek to stay out of the rain
Avoiding it’s down pour
Instead to venture all about
Climbing the highest of mountains to rejoice in where the eagles sour

So needed are all of these
The thunder and lightning storms
Bringing on strikes of pain
Brought on by the icy rain

Go the river, but first dress warmly
So one’s mind and body may not shiver and let the river deliver one ’s self
To the sea of life

So set yourselves free
For without any of these
We shall never truly be!

By Anthony “Ghost” Rubino