The First Rain

All Creation is torn asunder
By the crash of rolling thunder
Purple Streaks brighten the sky
As the lightning flashes by.
Drops of water soon begin to fall
Drops- round, large and small
Noiselessly without a sound
Throwing dust as they touch the ground
Fast and furious screaming by
Strong gales suddenly lash he sky.
As if by prearranged sign
he rain now falls thick and fine
Harder and faster it does fall
Deigning to drown one and all.
Soon however the store is spent
Lightning once more the sky does rent
The earth drinks the water with greed
Swallowing thirstily to fulfill her need
For days of heat Months of dust
Caused it to have such a thirst
The silence of the air around
Is broken by the singing sound
Of water as it sieves
Through the mesh of the leaves.
All our tears , oppression and pain
Are cleansed by the driving rain.
The wasting heat by fresh youth
The lies of yesterday by good clean truth.
Gone are our sadness and our sorrow
Instead we hope for a better tomorrow.