The rain draws near,
thunder claps: a barrage,
of thousand hands.
the earth swells;
exhales a petrichor,
as rain riding on,
the whistling wind; drops.
ribbons descend;
upon the ground, anchored;
to hovering clouds,
and sky and earth,
once dragged apart;
meet, at last.
words seldom exchanged,
heaven and earth remain,
connected; only through
the falling rain.