The parched earth, so thirsty and dry
Longing for rain to fall from the sky
And after days of waiting in vain
Comes the sweet scent of rain
The first drops fall, a gentle sound
Pattering softly on the ground
And as the rain picks up its pace
The air fills with its fresh embrace
Petrichor rises, a fragrance divine
Aromas of earth, wet and fine
A scent so pure, so crisp, so clean
As if nature has just awoken from a dream
The rain pours down, a symphony of sound
Reviving the land, and all around
Nature breathes a sigh of relief
As the rain brings comfort and peace
And after the storm, the air is pure
The fragrance lingers, forevermore
A reminder of the rain's sweet grace
And the wonders it can bring to this place
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