For S. B.

Others left early,

he continued to watch,

marveling at the sight of the rays

peeking between the thin wisps

of the rain cloud.

Storms had always bothered him

deep within,

where the drops of water

hurled themselves against his soul,

marking him for life.

But today,

with the mix of sun and rain,

somehow, he felt more alive

than he had in weeks.

As the last of the rain melted away

he turned and caught a glimpse

of the rainbow he'd hoped to see.

Life is good, he thought.

Finally.