rider on the storm

it was raining - a cool, revigorating rain, tears of joy from the bleak skies above. i closed myself inside my room, and sat near the window, hearing the rain pouring outside. suddenly an echo sounded far away - a distant thunder, cracking among the clouds, threathening the earth with the wrath of the heavens. i ran to the window, hoping to see lightning, to hear tunder again, to feel again a storm above me. nothing. even the rain stopped.