Suddenly - rain falls - as the compassionate sky
spills its tears onto the parched land.
A shrivelled world feels its prayers finally answered -
the cracked dirt can scarcely take it in.
Wilted flowers flirt - aroused by the moisture.
Dry, dying plants offer silent thanks.
Fawn lawns stretch out in anticipation
as the long-promised rain finally arrives.
Dusty drops of water trickle from the gutters.
Rain drops - like silver coins -tumble from the slate grey sky while the sun hides behind the cloud-borne resurrection.
Dragon-flies dance above the small garden pond,
mirroring the skipping splashes on its surface.
As the forecast forewarned - thunderous storms are brewing -
flashes of lightning - torrential rain.
Exhilarated by the excitement of the storm,
we stand exultant at the window.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem