Hallelujah! br The havens have opened up. br The merciful god of rain br has taken pity on this land br scorched by smoldering heat, br dried up and cracked like plaster, br robing the fields of yield and luster. br br It is raining! br It is a miracle for my two years old granddaughter br She has never seen before br from the sky falling water br She has never heard the thunder, br never seen lightening; br for her it is all so frightening. br br It is raining! br The drought is broken! br Cristal clear precious water br is coming down in buckets br washing our dusty tin roofs, br filing up our tanks and dams, br quenching our thirsty cows and lambs. br br The rains are here! br Everybody is out on the street br getting themselves soaking wet, br washing off the dust and sweat. br They are doing the rain dance br thanking god for removing the sword br that threatened a slaughter br that comes from not raining, br not having any water.