FALLING SLOWLY AND HITTING THE PARCHED GROUND
CAUSING DUST TO RISE AND THE GRASS TO BEND
MAKING THE EARTH TO DRINK HEAVILY
OF THE SYRUP OF LIFE FROM THE HEAVENS.
HITTING THE ROOF IN A RHYTHM
THAT LULLS THE SOUL AND CALMS THE MIND
AND MAKES THE BODY RELAX INTO A SPACE OF COMFORT
LIKE THE MEMORIES OF GRANDMAS TIN ROOF PORCH,
IN THE SUMMER WITH LEMONADE AND A PORCH SWING THAT
WHEN IT MOVED CREAKED IN A BEAT THAT
ALL OF THE CREATURES TRIED TO EMULATE IN THE SUMMER HEAT.
THE THUNDER ROLLING IN FROM THE DISTANCE
THE LIGHTNING BREAKING OPEN THE SKY MAKING ROOM
ROOM FOR THE ONSET OF A DOWNPOUR TO WATER THE EARTH.
AND FEELING THE HEAT OF THE DAY MIXED WITH THE
MOISTURE OF THE INCOMING STORM.
TREES LEAVES TURNING TO MEET THE DOWNPOUR,
COWS STANDING IN THE COOLNESS OF THE RAIN,
PEOPLE SIGHING IN THE SOUND OF IT
FEELING AS IF THE VERY SOUL GET CLEANSED IN ITS
ARRIVAL.
