Dust Bowl

Dust covers the land, as a blanket does a sleeping soul. Clouds gather in their fluffy rows to bring the long over due rain. A quite stillness covers the land as it does before the storm. Silence is broken as the mighty thunder calls out to nature. A falling rain drop kissing the dry earth, so gently. The heavens are opened and the rain descends like a falling star. Soaking up the rain drops such sweet bliss the land has enjoyed this day.