Ode to the rains

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By Nida Sayed


A splendid beauty from the skies descends

Embracing the Earth quenches its long thirst

Down hilltops, meadows and rivers it sends

Its stroke and shine in watery outburst

 

Children dance and sing with joyous glee

Utter utterance cannot illustrate the marvel

Snooping beneath the shade of tremendous trees

Bare feet caress the blanket of mushy moss

 

The carpet of green grass seduces smoothly

And the swish-swoosh of the breezes toss

As the sky shoves silver slings keenly

And drippy droplets of water tumble

 

Bursting bubbles bloom in the pond

And Fidgety Froggies croak relentlessly

Granules of earth erupt evasively

And resettle reluctantly upon the mound

 

The luminous lightening whips a cloud

Petrifying the fleecy fur-balled crowd

Whirling winds lasso the azure sky

Seeming sapphire to the eye

 

The bantering bugs crawl in and out

And blissfully buzz with thrill

Flowers ferment in a single drill

And their fragrance whee-whizzes around

 

And when the windy whirlpool unleashes

The fragrant waves gush gullibly

When a spectacle as such beseeches

The vibrant vision unfolding so skilfully

O Rain, Thou art so escalating
I await thy showers of awakening


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