The Pale Teal

I was reading and then the rain came;

Fast with no regard for the neighbors outside.

Melodic chai lifted the pale teal even though

Roars floated aloft and I hadn't been graced

With a lightning show that would astonish me.

So I returned to read while intently listening

To the steady rainfall that dutifully watered my

Potted herbs and the weeds in the yard.