Rapt in grey thoughts
I fail to observe
Their reflection in the sky
As dark clouds roll in
Slight mist, then a drizzle
My jacket, closed to the damp
Fails to exclude the tendrils
Seeping around my mind
Desperately, I hunt for a shield
An old, battered umbrella
Bears the fast, steady drum
My heart beats in rhythm
Faster and faster
The beats blur together
The umbrella grants them passage
I start to run
Crash of lightning, thunder rolls
The wind whips up behind me
The umbrella departs
With my mind finally free
I dance in the rain
