the clouds gather
on the horizon
to drive away the sun.
Pure white,
they rise up
and envelop the sky,
covering the blue.
As they draw near,
bright flashes
begin to appear,
and I feel
the thunder's rumble
deep in my chest.
Soon, the rain comes,
forcing me inside,
but I stay
until I feel
the first drops
sprinkle on my skin.
The sky darkens,
and the wind howls.
I watch the trees sway
from my window
as they are pelted with rain
and marvel at the power.
It is dark as night,
only lit by lightning.
I continue to watch,
knowing it must end
sometime
as all storms do.
Finally, the rain stops,
and it begins to lighten.
The sun peaks
through the clouds,
making stray raindrops
sparkle on my window.
The clouds part,
and a glimpse
of color
catches my eye.
A rainbow.
The light
at the end
of a storm.
Spoiler
This is just something I wrote (ironically) in a car while it was raining. Please comment!
