When from ocean full of tears
leaving behind the sadness
a drop rises pushing behind it's fear
it reaches the heaven
through paths of haziness
and finally comes down
turning into a sweet pearl
on our thirsty face
bringing a smile on
that diligent farmer's face.
Down it goes to the crop roots
and the seeds we did sow
sometimes leaving behind memories
as a vibrant rainbow.
With very less rainfall this year till now, I am scared what all will be affected, hoping for some good amount of rainfall.