Rain Will Make the Flowers Grow

She escapes to her own reality
Greens reds purples cerulean
Everywhere she turns there's color
Bursting
Free
She loves this place
Her garden
Oasis
To spend hours tending to it
To escape the reality of grey

Outside it there is no rain
Only clouds
Menacing clouds
Threatening to flood the world
Wash out the lives
Instead of complying however
They just hang there
Teasing them
The people below dread the rain
The storm those clouds promise
But do not deliver

It is the fear of the danger
Not the danger itself
Gods are taunting the dwellers below them
Will they be struck by lightning and hail this day
Or next
Or never

Is it worse that it may never rain at all
Outside her garden
These poor creatures may never see the colors
Die without knowing the joy the blossoms can bring
The joy rain brings
Instead they dread the pain the storm may bring
So the gods take delight in their fear
And only threaten