A cloudburst blesses the other side of Panola Mountain at two a.m. .  I caught a glimpse of lighting , the clap of thunder shot straight down Highway 155 ..One farmer awarded with life giving water while another
man's hard work slowly dies ..
Storm cooled air should benefit a body in need of rest , Heats prostration knows no boundaries in 'Dog Days' , thoughts travel wild , supplications that lie unanswered in midnight sweat ..