Fear of the Storm

Birds getting ready for the incoming storm.

Something I wrote about storms in 2010:

The grey paints a new color to the overcast sky every other second. The metamorphosing color sits between the shades of white and black made from the clouds that decorate it, replacing the blue. Among the airplanes, the birds, the sounds, the helicopters and the fake dullness, the uncertain stormy rain brings fear, uneasiness, and sadness to those who might have plans ruined, or happiness to those who need some raindrops to fall and wash their soul, or for the lightning to make company to their grief.