A Symphony for the Rain - Verse 1

i. The Calm:

Transcendent melody;

our heartbeats, the harmony.

Winds ever the ominous refrain

of a symphony for the rain.

Flocks divested of their trees

scatter like leaves in a breeze.

Faces frozen behind glass,

scared to breathe til the storm passed.

Ink and ash consume the sky,

screaming out a thunderous cry.

Lucent streaks of lambent might.

Heavens torn by scars of light.

And while the song's just begun

the sun's reign this day is done.

For upon the waves of swelling seas

comes the hour of witching revelry.

Author's Note

Just kind of an interesting concept I had while staring out the window today in class. It wasn't even raining.

I'm a little on the strange side, yes, if that was your next question.