Scorch

The sweltering heat,
engulfs me,
like a flame,
so intense,

I cannot take it,
the dryness,
of even a shadow,
is there no relief?

Then the rain comes,
at first it steams,
then there’s a calm,
and then a beautiful coolness,

That washes away,
the scorch,
that had engulfed the Earth,
and the humans,

The scorch is finally over,
the rain has won.

Leave a Reply