Forerunner

There he was
waiting for what seemed- 'ages'
expectant, yearning...
for that little drizzle
after a scorching summer, in life

Then, she appeared as the first drops of rain
the pleasant, sweet, distinct scent
that changed his life forever

The petrichor was a forerunner
to magical flora of greens and blooms
sustained and nurtured by torrential love rains
that left the parched grounds of  his past
a mere memory
so far, far away...