RELIEF
lightning played at the edge of the daydistant thunder promised a better future
but still we were held in thrall by the sun
past promises had withered with the grasses
dried up with the small ponds
and still wet heat a seamless blanket
smothered activity
the land made tired by the drought
but the thunder quickened
and the lightening fed on the sunset
the sweet, hard rain fell
on the upraised face of the waiting earth
the sounds of water on the roof
filled my ears with new secrets and happy songs
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