Standing with her head low and shoulders slouched,



centered in open field of dying foliage, she stood alone in the pouring rain.



She held a bright yellow flower that nestled so gently in between her slender fingers.



Overcast skies, fill the atmosphere with grey and white towering columns of fluffy moisture.



Blue skies peek at out as the clouds mutate and morph moving along with the winds taking on new forms at every breeze.



Sun rays shoot through the an opening where the clouds part, beaming down below to the golden fields of hill, grass,



and the occasional tree; giving life supporting energy for only a few seconds until it quickly



gets covered by the onslaught of clouds. Shinning on her pale fleshfor that second



she felt the life providing sun permeate on her cold wet skin with warmth.



Rain still trickling down upon her face and flower close to decay,



the light reluctantly giving her the energy to lift her head with prowess.



She fixates her eyes deep out into the hilltops and the skies above,



where the light shed through; steadily recuperating from her desolate outlook before.



Noticing wonders and the rare beauty of her location, that she had given no mind to before.



Managing to reveal a smile she once held behind the clouds, forgetting completely that she was ever alone to begin.