Dark Clouds, grey skies,
Doesn’t get brighter than that
A ray of light shines through, thunder, lightening
Crashes down onto him.
He is blue
Bluer than the ocean, bluer than the sky,
Bluer than blue on blue
The Ground shakes, He stumbles around,
Climbing the mountains screaming for help,
But there is no sound.
Rocks tumble down, strengthening him
By knocking him down,
He’s holding on by a limb, who can save this boy now?
It rains once a week… at least, probably more
I promise this is no drought.
My belief and love patches him up, He’s reached his peak,
Now no one can bring him down.