The last remnants of blue,
spray painted orange and pink,
in stark contrast to the opposite horizon,
swirling blacks and grays, sewn together,
by golden and jagged lightning bolts.

Mud puddles ripple reflections,
as the red velvet mites search,
tiny termites swarm in the passing breeze,
following the path of the monsoon storm,
seeking out new soft earth to tunnel.

A gray horn toad sits
ringed by red ants as they struggle
to rebuild their nest in the wet dirt,
it laps them up one at a time,
with a pink sticky tongue.