It Came in Torrents

When lost was all hope,
And memories took control.
When lips cracked dry,
And there were no tears to cry.
When all around was dust,
And a handkerchief was a must.
When the dry wind could rush,
And wet you in a wave of dust...
We all looked to the skies,
The skies so high,
Where the birds take flight,
There was a shade of blue,
You could almost see through.
No cloud blocked the view.
But, it came in torrents,
The skies cried in torment,
Water flowed in currents,
And now the cold freezes.