From my window I hear the rain, Rushing off the roof, Falling from the sky. Between the cracks in the blinds, The blue-white lighting strikes, Growling deep, shaking the earth. There are only these sounds, The sounds of my heart and my thoughts, The sounds of the rain and the thunder. The wind hisses along the roof, Through the heavy trees damp with wet, The whirling clouds so dark. And still the storm rages on... (C) - Yasmine Lawrence - NearertoGod Reproduction of any kind forbidden.