On a Rainy Day

It is raining now,

Pitter patter upon the windows,

Sleep - like a goddess come upon creeping,

A welcome relief from the busy life,

Saving one from exhaustion.

 

Dreams come,

In a myriad of soft colors,

Upon the unconscious mind,

Thrilling.

Exciting.

 

The soft sleep,

On the comfortable linen,

And the soft yet firm pillow.

Slumped,

Like a kitten in a basket.

 

 

Many fleeting thoughts,

In a blank yet active mind,

Idle,

Warm

Comfortable.

 

Pitter Patter, Pitter Patter,

Then roar - thunder,

But in the house,

Safe.

Snug.

 

The sun comes out again,

So too people rise,

The water - gone,

And so too,

The goddess - flees.