The Haze After The Rain

Hours of gloomy skies,

And thrashing rain,

Thunderous wind,

And cold-to-the-bone air,

A divine golden-yellow,

Reflects on the houses around me,

A break in the sky,

Bright blue cracks through,

Foamy white clouds shadow their grey counterpart,

I suddenly feel elated,

I run to every window,

Admiring all the views,

It's kinda like feeling depressed,

Like the rain, your feelings can crash onto others,

Like the wind, it can barrel others down,

But then,

There's a breakthrough,

Your dark clouds disappear,

Your rain eases,

And the sun shines down,

Glistening off the puddles,

You may be lucky enough to see a rainbow,

It's such a wonderful feeling,

It may not last forever,

And that's okay,

Sometimes the black clouds and the heavy rain,

Can help your sun shine again.

Emma-Jane Gwilym