storms in taiwan

I know a storm is coming

When gray clouds unfurl

Span out across the blue sky

And the light breeze

Is replaced by winds

Rustling and rolling the leaves

Across the pavement

The stream of cars

Rushing motorcycles and hurried people

Covering to find shelter

In a building or beneath the shade of an umbrella

There is no calm before the storm

But only

When the rain comes

The rain brings a halt

The birds no longer chirping

Plants silently soaking up their drink

A pause in the walking

A moment on a bus

To look out the window

I know a storm has arrived

What a relief that it has come.