cloudy day

steaming cup of tea in hand,

pen in the left,

rain patters the roof

lilting melody of teary

billowing clouds masking blue.

 

peace, joy, content

as i watch

puddles swell, mist tangle in limbs

reaching for the heavens,

booming thunder clap against the mountains

demanding sheets to descend.

 

umbrellas scurry around,

avoiding the cleansing element.

 

my soul breathed as water drizzled,

dripping from gutters,

streaming down expanse of glass.

 

breathing, raining.

inhale, dripping.

exhale, running.

 

my soul breathed.

 

Pen down,

Hannah

 

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