When the sky darkens
you welcome the breeze.
The smell of incipient rain
permeates the air as you breathe deeply.
The windows left open
so you can enjoy the sounds
of thunder as it rumbles across the sky
after the flashes of lightning have lit it up.
The heat of the morning washed away
as you go towards the evening heat.
But for now
this moment nature calls
as it plays out an old game
of watch me or hide away little creatures
as I dance across the sky.
Saturn's Premier Poet 