The scorching of the sun diminishes,
Dark menacing clouds wander
aimlessly in the sky.
What magical transformation the sky weaves !
The Sun and rain clouds play hide-and-seek :
ever ready to burst with crystal drops.
The gusty winds blow havoc with all things light ;
The rain keeps drumming on.
The scent of fresh mud clouded our nostrils, and the crashing of water droplets had our ears filled.
Green is the Colour on the Spectrum Wide.
Seedlings of love and compassion
began to germinate.
Monsoon shower roused - "A new hope to live."
The monsoon shower infused -
"A new life with peace and prosperity."