Earth Rebirth

Like a late afternoon afterthought, a torrential downpour, suddenly, continuously drenches and floods a stretch of parched marshland; the wet grasses here and there cast elongated, tapering shadows in the dying daylight, across what was once a crystal-mirror lake; ah, but soon, when the skyline melts into the darker part of twilight, there shall be throaty exultations from bullfrogs and catfish mixed with the shrill jubilations of crickets and night birds, rejoicing over a joyful rebirth, the aftermath of a rainy afterglow.