Ode to a rainy day

This overcast day
With wet air hanging heavy
Foreboding I find

What mysteries lurk
Behind dark, shape shifting clouds?
Thoughts trouble my mind

I stare at the sky
Rife with anticipation
Of impending storm

The darkening sky
Warns of a stark end in one
Or another form

Sounding ominous
The whistling wind picks up pace
Rustling leaves on trees

Then comes the rain
In torrents from the heavens
Pouring without cease

Yet I feel not bleak
Any gloom in my heart, instead
Joy has supplanted

I feel more alive
Than on any sunny day
I took for granted