Desert Rain

T'was some infernal furnace

just mere few moments ago,

from arid still air

and cracking glass earth

and open sapphire sky,

cloudless and blinding.

In an instant, blue no longer

Thunder! Grey and dreary

deluging holes newly built

by hardy monitors, skinks and scorpions

inundating, transforming

what was once amber to

first ochre, then crimson.

When oxidised terracotta dirt

is flooded with the rainbow serpent's gift

the dichotomy of nature is once more

discovered by man.