The storm came suddenly
and, like only it could,
dampened my spirits, as I
fell into troubled sleep.

As I started to dream,
the storm entered my head
and violated my grey matter,
and washed all my thoughts away.

My heart broke at this great loss
and I cried tearlessly in my sleep.

But when I woke up,
the sky had cleared;
the storm had passed.
It had stopped raining.