Dreadful Appearing

He only thinks
In a myriad of clouds
Forms ever-changing
Akin to the seasons
Sprinkled on his mind
Melodic are his thoughts
To and fro their swaying
Like her radiant locks

Locked onto this thought
An appurtenance of desire
Once infinite now bounded
From bounded to one
One thought remaining
A reflection with complexity
Perplexed past proverbs
Hes hit with acuity

Acute become his senses
Lone cloud begins to change
Dark with weight of sorrow
Reign of bliss is over
Each drop falling down
Clarity pools within
Form free flowing
She appears once again