Beckoning The Rain

Bow to the fair West, Water will come,
Do you hear wind a blowing?
Air has heard,
Do you feel ground opening?
Earth is prepared,
Do you feel the cold?
Fire has subsided,
Water is coming,

Others wait in silence,
Energy full of pleas and blessings fly from groups,
Water is coming,
Those who listen hear a rumble,
Their hair and robes plaster to moist skin

Water has come, and some wish it to stop,
But not those that know Earth,
For roots rejoice,

We hear them