Though the land itself seems healthier than it appears
It doesn’t rain much around here
The sun soars high
a few clouds in the sky
But no rain in sight
I wonder why
Nighttime comes, only for a blink
Then a new day arrives without missing a beat
The same routine prolonged for years
Not a puddle on the ground
But the sky is never clear
Surrounding the sun are large clouds
Locked with moisture but won’t let any rain out
Clouds are tough
No matter how heavy they are they manage to stay up
What kind of rain is coming about?
A monsoon mist?
Comfort across the land like a warm kiss?
What about a drizzle,that’s not enough to fill a cup?
Or a downpour shower that drenches the trees and brush?
Maybe it’s a storm
That will come down at night
That rages through the wind
With all its might
A flash of lightning that hits the ground
A loud thunder trails behind
Wringing out the clouds that don’t look so kind
A dark overcast fills the sky, unleashing it’s load
Soaking the land with a vicious blow
As the rain dies down and the clouds move back
Mr sun comes out after a nice long nap
A rainbow appears shedding its colors
Till the next time it rains
You will not see another
