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.