Bit by bit she begins to splatter
and petrichor emanates silently,
Soon transforms into sharp silver blades
treating earth like a piano
and playing on her rhythmically.

Later
a restless crescendo
marks her arrival
sings her praise
for she has come to rescue
eventually.

Low on expectations,
for what is it she would want,
sisterhood emerges between two Godly ladies.

Rain bequeaths a cold sweet scented earth,
and heals her wounds
with tiny shrubberies
and some with love.

But the departure is what is inevitable.
unannounced , unexpected it pulls her back.
Leaving behind an invisible assurance
She moves back for a refill
so that
it can Rain Again.