A smell of damp earth
Soft stirrings of leaves
Wind swirling in eddies faround the garden
A soft pattering on the path
Streaks of Lightning
Claps of Thunder
Drumming on the roof
Wimpering of my dog
Gusts of winds throught the front door
I stand out in the storm
Rembering these ancient rhythms
Long forgotton since the drought. began.
My thoughts following longed for rain.