Summer Rain

Heat rises from the pavement Short waves distort the air Sweat drips from wet hair As the great yellow orb beats mercilessly into the land Air then smells of death A freekish haze befouls the air Then it falls at my feet And the multitude looks toward the sky Refreshing water restors life Clensing the mist Purging the air Life, is restored, by summers rain.To explain the name. Written March 10th, 2002 © on Mar 10 2002 02:06 PM PST   10 • 0