Petrichor
Something was changing one day—
I felt it when a cool breeze blew.
Restless branches danced and swayed
while the world around me grew silent.
With the first touches of rain
I smelled ozone in the air
and in a moment of glory raised my arms.
I embraced the moment as mine alone
but looked for the word to describe how I felt
like the electricity of new love when I was young.
Falling rain whispered through crowns of trees
and spelled a sweltering day
the weight of grief
with the touch of a storm.
O the years I’ve lost.
Lightning danced in dark skies-
I’ve witnesses this scene many times
at different stages in my life.
Thirsty ground took in
what the skies had to offer
so it could live again.
A couple laughed in the downpour
and ran hand-in-hand to their car
as if they were young.
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