The wind
Invisible and forceful
Placid turning foreboding
Collapsing all in its path
Just as emotions,
Invisible to the eye
But felt,
Bring a person to its knees
Struggling to walk, speak and see
Blinded by adverse thinking
Conceived by an internal hurricane,
Leaves fall, skies cloud
As does the soul,
Natures storm transferring to the mind
Dark to dark
Cold to cold,
Help bring shelter to the stranded
Feel their breeze upon ones face,
Though the sun is bright
Somewhere close, behind the eyes
A storm is approaching.