I Can Smell The Rain

In the midst of summer's fiery embrace,
Amidst the scorching sun's relentless chase,
I stand, with senses keen, in this arid space,
Whispering softly, I can smell the rain's grace.

Though the air may still hold the sun's fierce glow,
And the earth beneath my feet lies cracked and low,
A subtle shift in scent begins to grow,
As rain's sweet fragrance through the breeze does flow.

With every breath, I feel the earth rejoice,
As droplets dance upon parched soil, finding voice,
A symphony of renewal, a harmonious choice,
In the scent of rain, nature's soothing poise.

So I share this gift, this wondrous sight,
With those around, under summer's might,
For even in the heat, amidst the blinding light,
I can smell the rain, heralding its flight.