Living with the clouds

dark clouds gather one by one
they line up before my home
the wind blows paying respect to the
the silence before the storm
the lightning might strike and i am not afraid
the roof may get blown away and i am not worried
the home may get washed away by the rushing waters
but that does not affect me in any way

but the clouds, the way they line up and wait
silently in my heart with no rain to start
and when they start to fill the whole sky
one by one clouding the light
and i used to get worried
i used to get worried at that sight
and which i carried with me for the night
and which no sleep could stop that plight

but not anymore..
even now the clouds come,
and they stand one by one clouding the light
and the sight does stay till night and no sleep does stop that plight
but i am not worried
for strength is not the absence of fear
but the way you live with it inside and
you just dont care...