Dark Grey Skies

Thick rain soaked clouds came floating by on sullen grey skies Branches swayed and leaves waved, tied In unison with the whipping wind The rains came soft and gentle ,one by one, floating among an endless series of soft humid waves Puffs of dust kick up as rain hits the ground , the enticing smell of the brown clean earth pervades all around The ponds break into endless circles of tiny drops Sliding down branches , dripping from leaves, running down the darkened bark, plopping In the silent air ,Soaking the ground into soft muddy earth, healing cracks, soft like dew the rains speak their true voice and intent without a clue becoming pounding and insistent ,angry and relentless, as one by one they beat the ground And the cycle comes full circle ,around and around Cool air from atop the sky filters down through hot steamy mist wind driven clouds form funny ominous shapes in the sky Bending and twisting to keep up with their fierce and relentless brother Throwing countless drops down onto the clean brown earth The Angry winds and warm drops count their times to hit the ground Covering forest and field alike taming the long forgotten dust that became the earth following the season of drought Lightning burns across the sky and crashes among the giant embers standing wet, black and gleaming Stark and ancient they stand tall and straight , silhouetted against the angry sky The rain comes in sheets of grey , pouring out of the heavens In a thunderous wave that threatened to sweep clean the skies