Dust covered mouth, i taste the stagnant air.
Its raining outside and I open this window to let the air in
Grey stained skies, overlaying over the blue and hiding the light
No one to talk to, too much to do
Warped reflections show the world twisted and patterned the comfort of thunder its sound like a blanket
covering your thoughts long enough to enjoy this moment
The static of raindrops on the skin
the brief blessing of nature