The darkening grey-blue clouds approach and whisper,
accented intermittently with a roll of thunder,
as if appeasing the dismayed, parched earth ~
"Your prayers have been answered!"
Drips... the first drop
and lands like a soft kiss on the soil,
Then drips the second, on a leaf,
ending the thirsty's turmoil...
Drip, drip, drip...
With a gentle caress, the rains galore,
start sprinkling love on the thirsty earth,
And then turn into a rhythmic downpour,
till no soul is left untouched or in dearth!
The waiting soil gratefully absorbs with glee
like a lonely heart takes in love,
The birds, the animals, each grass and every tree
all bath in joy, thanking the Heavens above.
