Sitting on the porch
with my face turned towards the sun.
Behind my eyelids the there is light,
and then darkness as a cloud passes over the sun
I listen to the distant rumble of thunder as birds grow suddenly quiet.
The breeze increases and the wind chimes are playing a frantic tune.
I smell it in the air, long before the first drops fall.
I close my eyes and turn my face towards the sky~
this time I am drenched in rain.