Before the rain
    Expectation hangs in the air
    A shadow moves across the sun
    And cools the baking sand
    Thirst grows acute

    Then it rains
    Petals and arms open wide
    A haze drifts through the streets
    And soaks the glistening leaves
    Desire is quenched

    After the rain
    Relief floods over the earth
    A grey sky soothes the senses
    And refreshes tired minds
    Life begins anew

    — Wayne Visser