Thunderstorm

River demand root
Trees demand fluid
Life is an exchange of roles
We demand air, a breathe
Dreams demand rest from the world

The world is busy
Always Hunting ever noisy
No rest it says
How can we then dream
Sleep demands Peace
Many pits overcomed before rest

Moving to the waters
To survive is to move a need to swim
Fishes the shark is a coach no pool though
There is no master without a boss

Am not satisfied
The land is fixed
Never Seems to move but an asset
Always selling gratefully
Appreciating like a beggar
Full of creatures with no previlege of rest

Moved on to the hills
Always climbing no contrast between rest and hills
Until the top no going down i can now sleep
Reached the top its as cold as a the waters
Looking around tearsdrop no rest far and near