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)