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