the wait for rain

waiting for rain

the heat is on

i look into green

all grown wild

jungle, grass and roses

it is so hot

i know rain can come

only with thunder,

with storm, lightning

will be messenger

of what i need, 

rain, water, cooling 

the earth is thirsty

the soil, the plants, 

i am dry

i stare and wait

for thunder

because i wait

for rain

and for the scent 

and silence after