It may seem that there’s is a drought
Everything is dry and harsh
Sparseness all around
The path is hard to find
Dust and muck have covered it
Life seems fast asleep
Nothing going on
Waiting for something
Dry winds blowing fiercely
Erasing everything before
But after a time the rain will come Bringing new life with it
The dust will settle
Dryness replaced with green
New life growing
Drought
