When a door closes, a window opens A narrow escape or a different perspective? A change of pace, a change of weather I step out and the sun shines A warmth spreading on my skin Two blocks down on my walk and my energy rises Now there’s a spring in my step Suddenly a cold wind howls in my direction I use my arms to sheild myself, hold myself against the bite Striding, I stride faster to get inside before it pelts When I arrive at the cafe door, I come to find it’s locked Underneath the shade I stand as the water begins to fall from the sky My day once warm turns into a thunderstorm, Leaving me wet faced with a discarded plan I pace and pace to wait this out Perhaps I should run to the nearest store, As to not be stuck here, for a moment more A change of pace, a change of weather I make a run for it It’s ice on my bones, my vision a blur My surroundings a chaos of muddled ponds reflecting back A sharp pain stabs my chest and I stop to catch my breath Then it all suddenly stops, The rain drenches the world around me From before my eyes and my peripheral side Behind me a presence I realise and a canopy of black above A kind stranger with an umbrella, Takes me undercover I’m shielded from the storm