I am rain on a summer day Drenching drowsy, lifeless buds Stirring them to a dancing wakefulness Washing leaves dull and dry with dust Dousing fire in a desert ringed inferno
I am the drizzle on a pale moon night Easing into the heart with music The melange of water humming with the wind The splash of puddles in fields of barley Gently filling thirsty river beds craving for a flow
I am showers before monsoons Impregnating the air with soothing droplets The hint of life in an oasis of colours Breathing moist on a farmer's bronzed skin Tingling the world with shimmering emerald
I am sawan, the monsoons Winding my way through a chorus of clouds Thundering my presence into the sea of renewal Cascading on sandy shores that glisten with light Whisking away waves of gold with jubilant darkness
I drape the land in arrays of greens Scent the soil in my fragrance Dance with the rhapsodic dance of the peacock Wreathe petals into flowers that vine And curve in the soil of growth.