The dark clouds gathered surrounding his head Casting shadows around his face Then the red color arose from below As the blood in his body did race. Yet some did ignore the signs that they saw And into the tempest they flew Yet only once would they enter that storm Once they decided they knew. For no mere mortal can weather the storm When the fierce winds batter and bruise So you must be wary of the signs that you see Lest into the storm you do cruise. But though the storm is ever so brutal Though the winds seem ever a blasting The storm will abate you just have to wait You see, it is never long lasting. Yes the dark clouds that gathered surrounding his head Casting shadows upon his face Finally dissipate to bring sunshine and calm As he returns to a state of grace.