Hotter 'n hell during the day

Heat bakes the brain like a cake

Hot enough to fry an egg on a rock

Dryer than old wood

Dry enough to put cracks in the creak beds

Desperate for water

Clouds building on the horizon

Coolness coming on

Colors starting to change

Rain falling

Rivers rising

Rinsing the dryness away

Plants blooming after a rain

Perfect in their fragility

Perishing when the hot dessert sun returns