Rain, falling, falling
endless torrents clean everything
even as the plants absorb it's
freshness filling the air.

Misty mornings turn
into afternoon saunas with
the encroachment of the sun
upon the dampened earth.

We the wet ones wonder
why the rain chills only
to be set upon by the
blistering sun bathed air.

Then evening rains again
dispells the heat of day
that sapped our energy
as we run to get warm.