The breeze on my face was still warm
Though the sun was setting
With the horizon a kaleidoscope of colour,
There would be more rain before morning.
And the thunder would return.
The grass was still wet underfoot
And the air was heavy with that earthy
Just rained on fragrance
Overhead through the leafy canopy
Was the quiet whispering of the breeze
Followed by a hail of displaced raindrops
And I smiled to myself and thanked God
That I should live in such a place


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