The wind starts up,
Strong gusts of wind
Then the rain,
Slowly at first
Then-
Fast and hard.
I close my eyes and listen to the sounds
And I picture the ocean
Huge waves crashing against the shore.
Then-sudden calmness
And the waves steadily lap the shore.
I feel the mist of the rain on my face
And in my mind
I turn it into the spray of seawater.
A sudden wave soaks me through.
I open my eyes and see the lightning
I can feel the thunder in my chest,
While the winds sweep my hair away from my face.
The rain slows to a steady beat,
Nothing but a drizzle.
Suddenly all is still
The wind abruptly ceases,
And the rain is all but mist.
The wet sidewalks,
The lingering smells
Are now the only evidence left of the storm.
I watch as the sky slowly brightens
And the clouds fade into wisps of white.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem