The sky turned gray
the air cooled
the pitter-patter of droplets echoed
off the tin a/c unit outside
The anxiety-ridden folks smile
this gloom
is a comfort
The pluviophile finds joy
peace of mind
in the tranquil, clear beads
The clouds loomed overhead
and the rains came
gentle at first
then a torrent of serenity
Aggression disappeared
the world slows
a walk outside settles the turmoil within
The sounds of water
caressing the cheek
gently kissing skin
look up
and feel it all
Leslie Jordan
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