As the clouds turn gray, as the wind blows.
The smell of rain, the chill of excitement running through my body.
Knowing i will awake soon.
The strong wind making my hair dance, freezing my body.
I close my eyes, the pictures of the trees moving back and forth , like a swing being push.
So peaceful, so perfect.
I wish it could be this perfect for eternity.
A cloudy gray day, the smell of rain, and wind blowing my hair.
No sun to burn me, no sun to kill me.
This gray clouds, getting darker, this wind, getting stronger,
and the rain falling from this dark sky.