To Rain

Theres a strong breeze
and the sky grows dark
everything is still
painted like an aging picture
dull and hazy
in the heat of summer

then it comes
first the dance is slow
then it goes faster and faster
it leaps through the sky
ripping the clouds apart
to rain down pieces of heaven
it rolls and it rumbles
eager to be free
and runs through the trees
dancing with them

but then it slows and stops
but still remains
to linger in the air
to be breathed in
to paint the world again
and begin life once more
that is to rain.