Evenings before Rains

Cloudy evenings are the loveliest

these are evenings that witness tranformation

from scorching heat to breezy cool

all this tranformation passes through dusty storms

sand grains swirling around making senses and their reception doubtful

vision goes hazy with nostrils stuffed with sand

ears engulfed with gushing wind,  skin growing all scratchy

dry mouth tastes like desert sand with tongue rubbing against grainy palette

approaching rain would settle all this chaos

clearing the vision making it crystal like

nostrils would be swaying with the after smell of the downpour

ears would enjoy the trembling of the iron roof, with water droplets dancinf on them

every inch of the skin would be cleansed and purified with every sand particle being washed off

Tongue, tongue would savour the downpour, quenching the thirst; Of body and soul

I like the evenings before rain

I like witnessing the transformation

From heat to cool