The sky doesn't know what

To do with the water.

To be nothing but blunt

One thought it would falter.


As the sun rises high

the raindrops do not slow,

And the clouds in the sky

Create one steady flow.


As the day pushes on,

and the rain slows it's pulse,

thunder and lightning gone,

Brings start to something else.


For the clouds start to clear

from the sky on this day,

and a rainbow appears,

that takes one's breath away.