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...