Storm

I sit here by my front window,

I look outside to see the rain beating the glass,

I see the color gray that covers the sky,

I hear the drum beats of thunder,

I watch the lightening dance in dim lit world,

I also see the cars pass on the wet streets,

Trees bent over,

I hear music in my head as I watch this,

Droplets of water bounce off the window,

The storm has began to settle,

Clouds begin to make way for the blue skies,

The sun shining at its brightest,

I consumed the storm from beginning to end.