Sacred Rain

When it rains it's a good thing, anywhere. But when it rains in the desert, it is cause for great joy. The aroma from desert foliage is sweeter than any perfume.
Parched plants seem to turn green right before your eyes as they've waited for so long to get the quench from large, cold drops slamming down from the dark cloud above. I think that we people and even the plants forget for a moment that it will soon be gone, making the definition of the word desert return to what it is.