Sweet spring shower falls on the dry flour earth.
Cool droplets of relief, for wind whipped trees.
Washing away dust particles of a terrible day.
The violent storm building, that punched its way through the hills.
Scared animals took cover from the snapping and groaning.
The relentless waves of air, the building friction in the sky.
The deafening warning shouts, that came from above.
No sooner had it hit, it had dispersed into a serene rhythm.
A steady calm shower,
© Deon Heemskerk 14-9-2012