The horses of Sun’s chariot,
Weary from scorching the Earth for so long,
Summer seemingly endless,
Seek solace from drops of rain,
That grace the parched lands,
Evolving like fine wine,
Getting better with each passing day,
Celebrating nature and ushering new life.
Acknowledgements :- Thank you Linda Lee Lyberg for hosting the Quadrille challenge at dVerse. The word for the challenge is wine. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.