Dark clouds rising from the Southwest,
Hot sun obscured,
A cool wet breeze.
Gray wall in front of the mountain,
Giant missles pelt dry dust.
Rain beating, beating on the roof,
A wall of water swaying with the wind,
Slacking up, then thundering on,
Dark, green, wet world.
Cornwagons rumbling across the sky,
Jagged lightning streaking earthward,
Storm dwindling to a shower,
Sun shining through the clouds,
And a rainbow over the mountain.
Shafts of sunlight slanting downward,
From holes in the clouds.
Drops of water glistening on the leaves,
Sunlight spreading over all.
Water dripping from green trees,
Birds come out of hiding,
Flying and singing,
Tranquil peace.
Duane Bristow