The ground wakes up in anticipation for its long lost love,
giving off a scent to greet the falling rain.
The rain cleanses.
As gravity takes the drops to the ground
the rain holds hands with its friend,
and together with the dirt, they greet the earth.
The rain quiets
loud thoughts and aching hearts,
all are silenced by the sound of water falling.
Left behind is a fresh smell, clean face, and new perspective.
I have missed the Arizona rain.