The Life-Giving Downpour

The sun, a tyrant, reigns with scorching might, Days bleed together, a suffocating night. My soul parched, I yearned for a cleansing rain, To wash away sorrow and ease the sun's pain. A tremor in the air, a whisper on the breeze, The clouds gather close, promising sweet release. The first drops fall, a melody so sweet, A gentle caress on the parched earth's cracked feet. The sky erupts, a cathartic release, Washing away sorrow, granting sweet, cool peace. The earth drinks deeply, its thirst at last quenched, With a sigh of relief, the world finally refreshed. Laughter mingles with the drumming rain, A joyous celebration, a cleansing refrain. From my window's perch, a vibrant scene unfolds, Leaves glistening green, a story yet untold. A collective sigh, a balm for the weary soul, Hope blossoms anew, as the storm makes us whole. For in this downpour, a truth we all see, We are one with the earth and the creatures that be.