Drops From Heaven
Dizzy with heat,
A city prayed for shield,
Against boiling temperatures
Sun, the scoundrel
Stood up to its ill-repute
Of burning with fury
And played a prominent role
In this celestial display
Towering above all characters…
Then enter clouds,
So many of them,
In all forms,
Spread across the sky,
Bright at first,
Then growing dark…
Birds sing a special alarm,
I could see the clouds pride slowly swell,
As multitudes seek its benevolence…
In presence of the angry sun,
Green grass charred brown…
Monsoon in her good graces keeps away,
Till the winds garner strength,
The atmosphere is all charged up
And the sky is overcast
And wandering clouds embrace each other
Their bosoms filled with the milk of love,
In a swift turn of events,
The clouds decides to shower
Her affections on parched earth…
Slowly the sun turns pale and staggers behind,
And lo, I see drops from heaven…
Finally rain arrives,
Accompanied by thundershowers
Man’s holy and unholy desires
All gets washed away,
Stems with weak roots gets ripped apart,
Heat fades away and sickness disappears
And my surroundings teem with fresh greens
And bright new life…
Thank you God
For the healing drops...
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