Shadows of clouds flying high in the sky
A hot wind blowing grains of sand in my eye
Howling in my ears it brings on the storm
Lightning strikes here never seem the norm
Thunder rolls loudly across miles of sand
Deafening my ears as it strikes near where I stand
Thin dry brush beggining to spark aflame
The fire in my heart burns just the same
A drop hits me suddenly, one, two, three
The heavens floodgates springing free
Pouring over the ground as a curtain
The flames now doused for certain
Swirling between the loose sand
Quenching the ever thirsting land
Though only for a few minutes this year
Until the rain comes again I will not fear
As I now stand here enjoying the desert rain
As this pure storm washes away the pain