It’s always calm after the storm…

It’s hot and the atmosphere is dust filled

The Earth is choked out

We are out of sustenance

Like the plant that needs the water

I need some relief


The Earth is baked

Off to the horizon

The image dances the heat.

Then, clouds form!


Rain, shower!

Wind, blast!

Thunder, roar!

How pure and cleansing!

Rain comes in sheets,

Visibility is nil.

Fifteen minutes later,

A peaceful calm.

The air is pure and clean

The landscape is greener

A cool wind ensues

I am refreshed!

I am renewed!

I am…at peace!!!!


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