There are clouds in my mind,
Grey and swirling and unrelenting.
They roll in and out suffocate my vibe.
They stretch across dark corners of my imagination,
And settle whereever they may,
Stifling the peace, my serenity.
Inspiration strikes, the creativity burns,
the sky clears up to all infinity,
And I realize I was the clouds all along.
DW 6/25/17