dark rain clouds now fill the blue sky hiding the sullen sun behind even as he comes out to try to melt the ice buttress outlined. the sky is just waiting to burst, even as thunder rolls, lightening strikes quenching thirst as nature is nursed drenching well enough to suffice. faucets have opened in the sky misting the air with crystal drops shimmering like icicle pops splattering, moistening soil still dry. dribbling into gurgling brooklets splashing merrily on rocks and ponds tracing small, tiny rivulets bridges, archways betwixt dewy fronds. i feel the soothing pureness pour over my skin, into my soul rejuvenating to restore freshness of spirit as a whole.