April 13 – Prompt: “How do rainy days make you feel?”
Rain doesn’t always act as a lady should,
but respect – she always demands.
And her wildness of nature is endearing
as I see myself in her every dance.
So even if the storms rage for days,
And wind angrily blows about,
And the clouds let loose their bolts of light
As the thunder begins to shout…
There’s something calming about the chaos
And a gentleness to the rain
That lets me know I’m not alone –
Even nature can release it’s pain.
The rawness of all emotion found within her
Whether percieved as good or bad,
Allows me a sense of freedom in her presence
As I have rarely before had.
And if she can bellow out her fury
And still cause the flowers to bloom,
Something even more beautiful than this storm
Shall soon fill this now empty room.
And if I can just keep pushing on until I notice
New growth bursting forth like fresh blades of grass
I’ll know the worst is ending soon
And good things will come to pass.
– B. Biter 2019