By: Brad Chen

I look at the darkening sky,

A gust of wind catches the trees

Fiercer and fiercer,

Until the trees seem to stretch and bend

Then, it all stops.

Time seems to freeze for a moment

I feel a drop

Then another

Soon the pavement is scattered with dark splotches

The marvelous smell of rain fills my nostrils

Before long, the gentle touch of water

Becomes a violent army of the sea.

After I go back in

I press my face against the window

Witnessing how fast nature can change its mood