Rejuvenated
The clouds rise above heaven,
And rain joy on dry lands.
The trees bend to every breeze
that flows like water.
Mountains have been wiped clean
Of all dust and now their beauty has clarity.
The green of forests, even from afar shined brighter now,
As the monsoon has cleansed all earth.
The sky has been stolen from its sparkling blue,
The brush strokes of grey are present on God's canvas.
The hills have been adorned with crowns in the form of clouds.
The rivers and streams have come to life,
Their youthful energy bubbling with laughter.
And across many lands, there lies an ocean, crucified beneath all thunder.
My dear Earth has now been rejuvenated.
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