It's said that rain is supposed to be naturally calming.

The pitter patter of water sent from the heavens, soothing the mind, body and soul. Though, for me, it's a different story.

See, when it rains, I worry for the thunder and lightning. The flashes and rumbles of some unearthly being that was somehow upset in our carelessness. For that God we angered would send weapons of light down to earth and rumbles so loud they can pull you out of the deepest sleeps. Weapons so powerful they can torch forests, topple buildings. For what did we do to deserve such a punishment? Who did we anger so much to feel that wrath?

Rain, lightning, and thunder all come forth from the same origin, from the heavens, so in that sense how can something so soothing and calming, and something so powerful and destructive come from the same place?

Nature is a beauty, and a marvel in itself, but her reason can never be fully explained.