When dark clouds gather,
Violate the beauty of your ability to be father,
When dark clouds of doubt gather in your mental sky,
Before you know the skies begin to helplessly cry,
And the floods from the downpour rock the foundations of your being,
Sharpening your view of things you were previously not seeing,
As you face life's many bouts,
It is okay to doubt,
But never let it take away your clout,
Let it grow your mettle,
Succeeding pilgrims never settle,
So even in doubt thoughtfully keep doing,
Till you get going,
And when your heart begins to really ache,
It is a scream that it needs a break,
It is in dire need to shed its pain,
Failure to molt that painful skin is sure to be your bane.
