I wake up to a thundering sky
Bright white lightening streaks
Creating flashes of brightness,
The breeze, as cool as cool can be.
As my ear attunes to the splattering raindrops,
My eyes feast on the changing colours of the sky,
Shades of grey being painted, layers upon layers.
Thank you Rain Gods
For the downpour
For the much needed respite from the heat
Now I shall enjoy petrichor.