Summer's Cleansing Rain

Poem about a mid-summer's rain & the reprieve from the heat

Summer's Cleansing Rain

Some say only death can bring peace with no pain.
But I've felt such a peace in a mid-summer's rain.

The cloud's open up and I close my eyes,
As the invincible heat meets its demise.

Steam rises upward as rain meets hot dirt,
Acting as tears, erasing the hurt.

Drops fall so softly, light and yet certain.
Til the end, when we're bathed in its colorful curtain.

~Merinda~