The over cast sky loomed
clouds rolled as in rage
thunder roared like cannons
moisture hung in the air
wind swept-up sand from the river
fallen leaves danced in clouds of dust
birds caught rainbows in their wings
plants breathe life, with joy
shiny dark droplets of water
came pouring down
beating up dust off the ground
first rain of another season
as if a cannon shot through
the clouds parted and disseminated
leaving a patch of clear blue sky
for the sun to shine through
it is going to be a good season