Crickets sing in the wet grass
behind the garden tap.
Crickets sing in the geraniums’
joyous greenery.
Rain strafes the streets of the cities.
Hail like golf balls pelts the lawns.
Rain douses the fires of Australia.
Rain quenches the drought-dry heart of Australia.
Rain saves us. Thunder and lightning
spell the word of God.
Rain has come to douse the fires of Australia.
Thank God for the rain.
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