A ripple spread across the florist’s basin,
Shattering the sparkling sky’s bright glow.
His eyes, once lifted toward the blue horizon,
Were met instead by clouds that gathered low.
The heat was cooled, the light grew dim,
The wind swept all the fallen leaves.
The clouds amassed with thunder’s hymn,
As lightning struck the restless seas.
Seagulls cried, battling against the gale,
Their shrieks echoed through the silver haze.
Steps were hastened, hands fanned above heads,
Seeking shelter in the narrow maze.
Mothers hugging their fond children tight,
Friends dragging along their forever bests.
A smiling boy with a lass in flight,
All seeking shelter before the rest.
A dishevelled cat and a shivering pup,
Nuzzling close in a cozy tea shop.
Colorful umbrellas spinning around,
As mizzles scatter with every drop.
Raindrops dance on the city pond’s face,
Making tiny water crowns for a while.
Droplets on lilypads glimmer with grace,
Adorning the crowns with beauty and style.
Puddles and rainbow-smeared tarmac glows,
Empty streets where silence starts to reign.
Happiness and sadness the rain bestows,
Flowing in gushes along the drain.