Cleansing Rain

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 round my mind

 

Desperately, I hunt for a shield

A battered old 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 behind me

The umbrella departs

With my mind finally free

 

I dance in the rain