voluptuous raindrops caress the ground
grey clouds encase the sunlight
thunder weaves through the sky
lightning strikes, ripping a fissure in heaven's reserves
pitter-patters crescendo into a fierce downpour
unrelenting
unwavering
a storm that makes day feel like dusk
it draws me to the window; time stands still
the downpour cleanses my soul
and pulls winter into spring
20 February 2003