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