I am walking.

Then i feel it.

Drops of water

splash on the concrete path

I am walking on.

The familiar smell of rain

blows from the north

and brings tears to my eyes.

The sudden shower

falls

without any warning.

The heavy rain

soon drenches me.

Below i could exhale

or even

blink the water out

of my eyes,

something was thrust into my open hands,

and the unfamiliar absence of rain

brings me to a halt.

I look around

and see

the familiar curtain

of falling rain.

And yet,

no raindrops are falling on my face.

No moisture existed in my bubble.

I look up

and the vermillion umbrella

greets me with its everlasting warmth.

Spinning around,

i see a blurry figure,

back bent against the strong wind

walking away from me.

The black shirt he's wearing

clinging to him tightly

like a second skin.

And i shout into the rain,

thank you.

His waving hand comes up in response,

yet he's not turning back.

He shoves his hand into his pocket,

and walks on, undisturbed.

Thank you. For the warmth you gave me.