A/N: Really short Random drabble that might seem like it has nothing to do with anything but I wanted to see if anyone else like it since I happen to.
Disclamer: If I owned naruto, there would be random poetry interludes in fights. Be glad!
Desert Rain
Desert rain is rare; it comes sporadically and swiftly, with little warning.
It is loud as it pounds the dry earthen roofs of houses.
It is powerful, often creating rivets in the rock it touches.
It is brilliant as heat lightning dances in the upper clouds.
Yet when it leaves a sort of peace will remain on the now not so dry landscape, a muted sort of stillness in contrast to the movement and sound of moments before .
It leaves hope behind with the waters that sustain the plants that cling to the surface of the rocks.
The desert welcomes the rain, though it may be loud and disturbing to the way things are, because it makes the desert remember a time when it was earth.
For some reason Gaara feels like he knows the rain