The red hot heat of evening bleeds sacrificially,
Into night.
The ground brands bare feet and -
The air struggles for breath.
No release.
Oppressive and -
Overwhelming.
The fan offers.
No shelter,
The icy -
Shower.
No relief.
As darkness falls,
Thrusting shadows through broken clouds
Over parched fields,
The first flash of hope.
Framed like a masterpiece through glass,
300,000,000 meters per second
Of light,
Soothes like a psalm,
A sign.
The voice - follows,
Low and deep,
Offering a revelation.
Of rejuvenation.
The scorched sky,
Doused.
Throwing liquid elixir in ritualistic,
Celebration.
And on the balcony.
I dance,
Until drenched
In rain
Blissfully,
Euphorically.
Cold.
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