Rain
Coming in waves
She returns
Angry as the ocean
And we welcome her wrath
Hard and pounding on the windows
Upon the rim of my hat as I untie the horses and set them free
Lasting for but a moment and passing on
Returning to calm and blue
Barely scratching the surface of soil
Parched lips and land
Thirsting for more
Last night she came
Joining us as we curled in bed
Welcomed as a lover
We opened our windows to her
Receiving
Let her song flow in
Soft and mild like breakers on a bay
Gently lapping at hungry soil
Waves as potent as the pulse of my husband’s blood
Warm against my bare breast
His quiet breath leveling out beside me
While her lullaby seduces me again and again
Singing the sweet symphony of promised showers
Heralding from the metal rooftops and the hard ground
Now hills and sky are a broken pattern of grey
Fading
Interspersed with indigo blue
Dominating
And still I swear the grass is a shade greener
The soil darker and richer
If only the facade
And for once
I care not scratch the surface
To find the underlying truth below
Oh, I was so excited at first then kind of let down but hopefully this is just a glimpse of the next days to come…come on rain!