Rain clouds frolic in the distance while thunder plays nearby.
A drizzle begins to refresh my window
every single drop from the sky
Refreshing to my parched sill,
sift upon the stage of nature’s calming tryst
A nuisance to commuters traveling but to me its all a gift
Students scattering already running late for class
Laughter on the patio as some know the storm will always pass.
Listening to birds of enchantment perhaps they still see light
The truth of this beauty is that we’ll be alright.