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Overnight the calm was shattered asunder
as lightning, presaging rolls of thunder,	
reverberated across the darkened sky,
flashing warnings heavy rains were nigh.

Next Nature’s pyrotechnics, in awesome display,
turned the black sky of night, into day!
As the deluge began with a barrage of hail,
so we had concerns, for it never seems to fail

that rain, though it is desperately needed
often arrives without restraint.  Never heeded
are the cries of such as gardeners, who fear
for damage done to what they hold dear!

Came the day after the night before,
eerie silence displaced thunder’s roar,
whilst dank fog rising everywhere,
was a sign of cooling summer air.

Although the storm was soon away,
the rain continued, until break of day,
then as the dawn arrived, so the skies 
lightened, and it came as no surprise

to see our world was washed clean.
The countryside possessed a sheen,
that sparkled in dawn’s brilliant rays.
A sight not seen for many hot, dusty days.

North winds had brought about this change,
and many folks were grateful.  To exchange
the heavy, humid ozone laden air overnight,
with a cool breeze, was a refreshing delight.

To breathe air washed by a cooling rain
is a summer delight, and we need not explain
the joy that had been desired, for many days,
and was awarded us by Her cleansing ways.

Such are the benefits of summer rains,
despite inconveniences, there are also gains
to enjoy, and these were found most pleasing,
for the smog was gone, and heat was easing.

Nature often spawns summer extremes:
from parched soil, to flooded streams,
whilst erratic winds with tremendous force,
arriving from a distant southern source,

cause chaos!  Replacing the summer breeze,
they damage and uproot ancient trees!
When she unleashes such fury upon the land,
Nature’s motives are hard for us to understand.

But when we consider the weather we have had?
often the good of a storm, outweighs the bad,
so we, being thankful for her drought slaking rain,
hope her needed blessings, will return again.

Rhymer.  August 19th, 2016.
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