A relief from reality,
A recreational sobriety
The rain the sole calamity
Falling down to Earth.
Nothing more is in the air
Than suicidal drops;
Cascading with care
To quench the thirsty crops.
Everywhere and evermore
Thunder claps and lightning for
the sky to glaze electric haze
Overcast outwits the day
On the porch now, by the front;
Comes rolling in, on the hunt;
Vacation from all my volition
All there is to do is wait.
And why it pours as like stars\' fall,
Luminous \'llueve\',
All the world so cooled and calm
With petrichor and peace.