It is not angry when it cries*

It is not angry when it cries*

In a distance the old man grumbles

Something has upset him as he rumbles

Darkness ensues as it is on its way

Obscurity of brilliance now to be gray

Emotional this becomes, it feels its pain

A tear to be shed and now it rains

Drenching all below, it begins to release

Finally with such sorrow, it knows of its peace

But from these drops of crystal tears

It knew of despair that sat right here

It was not for the sake of only one

It was bring back life as it hid the sun

Now all things can be once again of a flow

To make rivers push on and allow nature to grow

For there may be anger with a temporary bind

But once it is out there, one can find

To hold it all in, this burdens more and more

It is not good to be the wall, for there is an open door

So in a sense all benefits from this storm

At least it gave notice as it was forewarned

Moving forward it does and it did not last

All things that move into the present, are now the past

So life has its cycles with joy and pain

But sunny days do not last long, it must at times rain

Dom*Colucci 2014