A pirouetting fist of vaporous mist,
transformed to an ominous cloud
Lightning persistently tore it to,
millions of coalesced drops.
A pearl gray curtain unfurled
between the earth and the sky
whilst thunder, deep-throated chuckled,
its sonorous goodbye.

Earth's parchedness was obsolete,
a listless memory erased
Ugly surface cracks turned into,
myriad frolicsome streams.
Optimistic roots, long interred woke,
Heaving sighs of relief
Emerald would soon permeate,
each niche and every crevice.

This searing grief, too, must endure,
till those first drops usher in,
Release, in the heartening song of rain
then, watch it really pour . . .

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