clouds,
islands,
afloat,         above
the solid texture,
far below,

cloud shapes,
dusty vapor,
lifting,     higher while
letting clear droplets fall,
far below,

clouds robed darkly,
rolling thunderous light,
sitting,    casting drop of fear,
people scurry for shelter,
far below

the drought has broken,
the prayers spoken,
answered,
in a wet flash of light,
by every roll of thunder,
that makes
                    the windows
shake,
some grateful people
quake,
in their homes, dusty
from the dry season
far below

the taps of the sky
have turned on and far below wash
away men's tears,
so far below wash women's fears,
into the rain barrels,
filling children with hope
that smiles will return
to the wet faces as they look, up to the rain drenched sky from
far below.