The Rain

The rain pit-patters
Striking the window
Like the gloom
Strikes you

The clouds envelope the sky
A deathly shade of grey
And as the sun is blocked out
As is the happiness

The water rushes along the road
Taking with it the twigs and grass
A flood is occurring
A flood of sadness within you

But the rain pit-patters
Striking the window
Like the calm and quiet
Rolls over you

The clouds envelope the sky
A beautiful pale grey
And as the sun is blocked out
As are the distractions, the noise

The water rushes along the ground
Turning the grass a lush green ocean
A blanket over the plants
A blanket of peace over you