A walk in the rain

the leaves rustle,
as the wind blows
the drops fall slowly, pitter-pat, pitter-pat,
and then all at once.

The sky is not visible anymore,
shrouded by grey clouds.
the wind is furious,
it howls and whistles.

thunder and lightning,
flash across the sky,
a bird flies away in terror,
flapping its wings uselessly,
against the merciless rain..

the sky is now,
a dull, melancholy grey,
and the drop falls slowly, pitter-pat, pitter-pat,
slowly and then stop.

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