While Storms Rage

While Storms Rage
By: James Dubeau

Flash of light
Thunder strike
Head lay deep
In pillows heaped
Through closed eyes
Images shine through
Keeping me awake
Through the storm
Would these thoughts
Should these thoughts
Could these thoughts
Mean much more
Or just phantoms
Setting me up
For great failure
Now is time
For relaxation
Closed eyes sing
While mind wonders
Maybe some day
Phantoms will dance
While storms rage
On the other side
Of the window