The Conflict

Suddenly it rained followed by a fierce wind the wind was angry because it had wanted to blow first, sort of direct the inundation. Rain came into the room shutters slammed forcefully but wind blew the rain vertically… too late, I thought as floor was already wet. It was a mess this muscular disagreement. The sun came out, hushed both, but dark clouds from the west wanted an argument too about who was the mightiest of them all. Spring is a difficult time it can´t make up its mind so many conflicting interests, desist or go to war. Sun says no, rain drips on the fence but the desert storm wants to prove a point.