Rain

The brushing past of the branches

As the breeze sweeps by,

The collective flapping of wings

in the sky, as thunder resides.

The heavy clouds engulf the earth

packing it as a cool envelope.

The soil gives out a soothing smell

Of fulfillment, joy, and strength.

The valor once lost is returned

with the greens and the hues,

far from the chaotic heat,

Peace thrives in the rainy turmoil.