Black clouds covering the white,
Thunder and lightning exploded,
Making the birds to take flight.

Wind blowing,
      Swinging everything to right.
Huddling a family of veronica's,
      In a corner, to survive.

The raindrops,
     Making everything bright.
The pearls hitting my window,
     Making me come outside.

The prism forming,
      The scattering of light.
Colors bursting,
      A mesmerising site.

Essence of this beauty,
     Capturing in my eyes.
Trying to giving it a form of a poem,
    Failing miserably this time.