The clouds were ready to come in if only I would open the window. The mist was flowing across hiding the high rises and it felt as I was suspended in mid air. Clouds above me, clouds below me. The rain came down and turned the leaves lush green . The smell of wet earth wafted up. It brought back a memory lost in time; of the first time I saw a peacock dance.
When it seemed it had danced….just for me.