She dips her hand down between the clouds
Unzips the belly of the cloud
Letting droplets of clear water
Fall down upon the dry, brown ground.
The ground gives thanks;
Praising to the one above
Drinking; quenching the water
That it so thirst for;
After a hard Winter season.
She smiles down to the ground.
Glad that the needed water
Will finally renew the once dry ground
And give fresh new life to break through at last.