After the rain the storm is spent
Roiling clouds are by rainbows rent
Golden sunbeams their warmth bestow
On raindrop dampened earth below
Once wind whipped air now quiescent
The musty dampness so evanescent
Mother Earth's face washed clean anew
Life refreshed beneath skies now blue
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Nothing like the smell of the earth just after a rainstorm. Made me smile!