The First Rain

High in the blue sky a dark lonely cloud shadows the sun above them, thunder rumbles; and the trees humbly bow to the incessant wind. Beneath them, shadows grow shorter and taller from the north, dust thick as fog gathers, whirls and twirls filling the sky with murkiness and junks. A lone leave circles and floats blindly, undecided to rest or join in the tumult and then landed at my feet I looked up as a tiny droplet perched on my nose~ It's the first rain.