Thoughts Turning to Ink on Paper

Ode to the Over Thinkers (Part 2)

For the thinkers, amidst the ray of thoughts, 

The numerous branches breaking away, 

Become a knotted mess from above and 'low,

The mind full of raging storms: all spread wide

Clinging to the forefront of a windy air, 

Stopping new leaves thriving in a new light 

Fierce rays of sun, way in the shadows below

Shining so bright it brings tranquility

The sound of the rumble of thunder. The clouds

Darker than the night, the dark overshadows light

A grave for the pure innocent lost soul

A flurry of fright creates courage

Hope and dreams, living through the raging storm

Thunder, lightning, sorrow will fade: once more!