The rainclouds
are the showerhead
of the earth
splashing the grass
and misting the plants.
God is the plumber
controlling the
pressure of the water
so that it is fixed
to the perfect spray.
As dew collects
from steamy vapor,
the wind acts as
the dryer that
dabs the drenched.
Plants now naked
are coated with
the sun’s heat,
adding moisturizer,
reducing evaporation.
The flowers release
their lovely fragrance
covering all with
the pleasant aroma
of freshly-laundered spring.
good poem which realizing the nature and one can visualize it..well done...and wish to see you with more good poems too