The sensation of rain
Location
the cool morning grass
slips between the cracks in my bare toes
and for once I am happy
I look into the angry gray clouds
and smile at them as I recall the sensation
of rain
droplets sprinkle my face
the water seeks into every crevice that I own
I close my eyes and my smile widens
The smell of morning rain, like a newly dewly lawn
and with my ears open I hear the crackling of thunder
and the response as the ground patters quickly, cowardly even
I open my mouth and experience the taste of the earth's eternal supply
as splotches collide with the miniscule tastebuds inside
I open my eyes once more and greet
the sensation of rain