The Rainy Weather

The cloud burst, and,

Shuddering sounds echoed aloud!

I looked out through the misty window.

Saw the sky painted in charcoal,

The clouds like smoky cotton,

No strands of sun rays seen,

Only a frosty breeze aching the soul.

My pensive mind in discord,

Whether the rain soothes the fire inside ,

Or stokes it with anguish and gloom.

The patter of the drops orchestrated,

With the thunders and the swooshing gust,

The trees waltzing in harmony,

And I enchanted by the serene verdure,

Take the leap of faith to the infinite.