The tempest comes with no warning
with winds that are much too strong
blowing in feelings all too much alarming
turning everything from right to wrong.
Trunks bend and branches sway,
leaves fall, clouds roll, and lightning breaks the sky.
Thoughts get muddled and love gets blown away
the knots that once held tight begin to untie.
Blood and scars show what once was there
the wings that once carried me are no more
The pain is more than too much to bear
Through time and space I no longer soar.
Whether it’s mended once, twice or thrice
like flying too close to the sun
you will always pay the final price
The wax that once held it all, soon be none.