Some one ordered grey clouds with extra thunder
And a few sides of lightning.  In hopes of
Treating every blade of yellow grass from the scorching  summers
dry inferno.
Who ever it was  dumped every liter of soda pop they bought through out
what seemed to be an endless radious of wet earth.
And I watched life reincarnate like gods son was
Out in my lawn touching every inch of ground with his wet feet.
He smiled when he saw how wet I looked. And he
Held my clean hand from the gentle rain fall
Assuring me:
                                 "We all can walk on water"