The Earthy Smell After the Rainstorm

A sound of a thunder.
Clouds puffed out into an angry gray
July’s sky opened in wonder 
Freeing cool droplets of rain.
It feels as if the earth is breathing 
Huffing hot air under my feet
Each raindrop seems pleasing…
Quiet down.
Quiet down.
I can hear the slow and regular beat.
The earthy smell after the rainstorm,
As freshly cut hay in fields
Its invigorating, intoxicating
Inspiring and glorious 
It heals.