The air is still and humid, heavy and warm
movement caused by a mosquito swarm.
For days the sun relentlessly has burned
the stone dry ground, no relief, we learned.
**
The smell of basil, lavender and thyme
fills the air in summertime.
And still the heat, it is a strain
we all are waiting for the rain.
**
In the evening there’s a gush of wind
the humidity has slowly thinned.
The light blue sky is getting gray
like lead the clouds clench up and stray.
**
And very slowly the wind blows more
it closes windows and the door.
And then, with joy, and with no grief
the first drop falls down, it’s a relief.
**
The raindrops soon dance on the ground
on windows and roofs, we like the sound.
For days and weeks we wanted to hear
the desiderated rain – now it is here.
**
The air still warm and I’m invited
to go outside I’m so excited.
It’s like feeling nature on my skin
going outside with a wide grin.
**
I catch the drops and feel cooled down
instead of cream, the earth is brown
the grass stands up, and so do plants
when I whirl and spin my summer dance.
*****
(Copyright: Aurora Jean Alexander, July 2017)
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