darkness
looming outside
in the early
of a morning
rain pending
tall pines
and lush green
the landscape
standing
at attention
perfectly still
waiting
even the
birds
knowing
announcing
before
the first
crack
of
thunder
before
the wind
eddying
and
stirring
before
the trees
waving
about
their
leaf laden
arms
before
even
the pines
joining
the dance
there is a
pause
a languid
sort of
waiting
a sweet
anticipation
of surely
what is to come
drinking it in
savoring
the moment
before
a sky
opening
and a
downpour
merciless
droplets falling
staccato
hammering
a street
thrumming
on rooftops
relentless rain
beauty surrounding
unexpected
maybe
this
God-driven
goodness
ushering in
something
as
sweet
as
summer