A gentle wind and rain
Giving new life
Cleansing the air
Healing the tired wounds of the earth.

Flowers bend with the weight of the water
Their leaves tipping to give nourishment to their aching roots

Thunder rolls through the darkened sky
A deep sound of the air surrendering to the gods

The wind is charged
Thick
Crackling
and anxious
Ready to give it's energy to the earth

But instead the energy splits through the clouds
Vibrant blue and white
Lighting the looming grey darkness

It's messy
Violent
But lovely

Once the storm has passed
it is cool

The air is light and clean
But not yet sunny
The few lingering puffs of grey shield the earth from the heat
Giving the new life time to drink