90, 92, 96
a sweltering 98 degrees
midday
yet the streets are barren
who dares
venture out of the A/C?
Suddenly
a crack of thunder
clouds open
releasing cool
refreshing
summer rain.
I run out into the street
rejoicing
singing
playing
wondrous rain soaking
my hair
my face
my clothes
clinging to my wet body.
Thank you, oh Great One
for life saving rain.
This piece was done with a soft water color base and then drawings were done in gel pens.
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