drabble day 12: rain

i wandered into a field / i stood / waiting / for the sky to open up and shed / the drops the air was promising / that the flowers yurn for / the dusty dirt will embrace as one does / a long lost brother / with a dry throat from too much heartache

i stood / waiting / arms open / palms up / eyes closed / tongue willing to stretch for a drop / to escape the vacancy / dwelling deep / like a history more than a memory / perhaps / dramatized to paint heroes as perfect men with singing voices

arms open / i accepted the history of the earth / wiating for the rain