By cloudburst and flash flood the afternoon is consumed
The desert from a great thirst is revived
The dry road is now puddle mud and toad

There is a lush smell of sage and wet sand
as the last sun warms the damp fragrant bloom
The lightning crack
instant snap in dry air
is replaced by a low rumbling thunder

Far away in distant silhouette hills
the monsoonal gift is still giving
The day fades - dreaming itself on the horizon
A design far away at the edge of the world