Release your blessings upon Mother Earth,
Solemnly prays thirsty prairies, plains and Moorland vast,
I a little bit longer promises the pure brightly  blue vast skies,
A shy cloud peeps far way in the horizon as a smooth breeze blows back and forth.

Slow down, the towering mighty Oaks feeble twigs plead with the gushing winds,
Dark bulging clouds swell with a sure promise,
A sharp bright light flashes far away in the horizon,
Loud thunderous claps promises a sure storm.

Please hold a little bit, begs mother earth as her rivers and lake banks burst with storm water,
Relentless rains pour continually on the now green Moorland,
Buck, Gazelle, Panther, Squirrel and Zebra gallop and pace the slowing rain drops as they nib the juicy grass blades,
Calm befalls the ground as a shy rain fades away to the floating mist.

The towering mighty Oak sways gracefully to the slow soothing tunes of the beautiful birds,
A solemn graceful dance anchored firmly to the soaked earth,
The dripping leaves wave graciously in the building fog,
Calm rests as earth,wind and skies calm slowly into a peaceful coexistence in wait for the next storm,
The moon peaks shyly as the star lights flicker as if to wink the dark along as the cricket chirps away to a cracking tune.
Release your blessings upon Mother Earth,  solemnly prays the back of the night.