the sun peaked through a crack in the clouds
giving the day a little brightness to the gloom
but it quickly went away –
quickly went away behind a storm front coming in, it ran.
it ran away and the rain softly dropped on the leaves below
washing away the sin of the grin
the brown hair that once was on a younger soul
now turned lighter, brighter with a salting of silver and white
the mirror always differed from what was real and of was what was in the mind
but now i can not argue, time has caught up to me
time had caught up – to me
and the thunder falls under the ears of ones brother
and the thunder falls under the clouds that cloak
cycling storms leading me away
cycling storms leading me the way
how do we know what was?
seek to how far we come,
oh, look how for we came
are we missing anything – anymore?
all that we see, and all that passed
we let it all go by the way side, all by the wayside
meet me at the sea side, meet me at the sea side
c. 2014 bgw