A Walk Through the Rain

A stroll, with a roll of thunder.

It is a journey.

A destination unknown.

A wet adventure, 

Each moment caught between drops. 


Puddles reflecting light.

Mirrors upon nature. 

A casual reflection on one’s past.

A momentary pause,

Another roll of thunder.


A walk between droplets,

Soaking like a damp sponge. 

Birds chirp and squawk.

Singing among nature’s chorus. 


A roll of thunder interrupts my serenade.

A stroll back to my door. 

Good night for now.


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