And It Rained

The supreme artist, the only one
whose sublime artistry has no peer
but whose endless repertoire of natural
settings sets the febrile imagination of
mere mortals aflame while spurring the
talents of endless emulators to follow
her brushstrokes of genius has mixed
the darkest colours on her palette
after considering her boundless options
and swept broad glowering strokes
of dark grey and black across the sky
so recently blue and shimmering with
incandescent flames from the naked
sun to produce what some construe as
an imminent threat and others gladly
celebrate as salvation from her oven's
over-heated atmosphere bringing
relief to vegetation curling in dry
despair and a sound-and-light show
to the residents of a city looking on
with awe as their world suddenly turned
dark as night and lightning rent the
ragged clouds tearing asunder their
fastness, releasing their watery burden.