Revitalizer

As a storm cloud, passing through a translucent sky,

I wander endlessly in a life that takes freely.

Desired by many, needed by most,

But unwanted and unloved,
seemingly;

As I move through each coast.

They beg of the rain drops I hold in my breathe,

But cannot stand the winds that carry each one out west.

Trees bleached from the heat of the sun,

Like a rainstorm in July, my presence is wanted until I arrive,

Desired for a moment, but that moment quickly passes.

Never chosen;

And I’m sent away,

Until I’m needed to soothe the wilted,

and the hills again, need to thrive.

A revitalizer, alone in the wide-open skies,

The bluest and brightest day’s and darkest somber night’s,

Leave me still to wonder, how come suddenly I find it hard to cry?