Angels In the Storm
Angels are busy in the sky...I think!
Rolling giant golden barrels to give these desert lands a drink.
I hear the barrels rolling, oops! One tossed over the side!
A flash of gold was spotted, and it brought with it a tide!
Crashing! Splashing! Water!
With every barrel drop,
Cascading in a current over Mother Nature's crop
"Keep em' rolling lads!" Thunderous laughter ripples hills,
Dead rivers rise to life and flow
The basin quickly fills
Gold barrels tossed and clouds embossed, then silver
Poured on earth...
The dormant seed refreshed at need
Gold flowers glow,
Rebirth!
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