Rain
Rain O Rain
As I wait for rain
that quenches thirst of the dry soil,
Longing for petrichor rises
as breaths anticipate new life,
Magical raindrops
flow in veins of gods ...
Armistice to soul's content,
an essence for the ebbing,
Heavenly earthy incense
no worldly aroma can match ...
Drenched in icicle drizzles
I hang onto year after year,
waiting for his eternal scent.
Written June 9th, 2016
For contest by Binibining
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