Out into the rain before dawn, peace flowed over me

As the warm, soft, spring rain caressed my cheeks

Its pattering a soothing chorus on the barn’s tin roof

Music to my ears as I cleaned the horse’s stalls

The softness rumbled into a light and sound show

As Zeus threw bolts of lightning across the once dark sky

And the hoof beats of Pegasus rumbled north to south

My nervous horses spooked, but my spirit leapt for joy

The brief storm ended, its inspiration soon lost

As grey bottomed thunderheads drifted slowly over the crags

Of the majesty of our Wasatch Mountains

And melted into clear, blue skies