Swimming in a sea of brain fog bewilderment
A not so mellow muggy mist
Sluggish and stale
And the slow dull throb of a long lost headache
A dark storm gathers out at sea
Awaiting that perfect moment of inconvenience
A chance to disrupt a walk in the park
And the brief summer sunshine
A spattering of raindrops on leaves
A gentle melody before the torrent
And the hurried rush to shadowed shelter
Out buildings and damp doorways
Or the lofty woodland canopy
The air filled with the haze
Of grass and leaves and lavender
Disturbed by the deluge
The familiar fragrance of a summer rain
Then the sun is back
The air is lifted
Fresh clean and new
And all that remains
is the gentle dripping from the leaves
And the scent of damp grass
on the morning breeze