In July The Rains Pour
In July The Rains Pour
And July has begun-
Heaving skies come undone-
Hurtling, battering or streaming their store
Of collected emotions , for earth to encore.
Pellets drum on windows
And the grounds with sudden mayhem-
Sparkles and gems,
As if through a hose
Agog they rush,
To meet and overwhelm
Every nook they touch without a coy blush.
Earth listens with ardour
For Indra’s bolt to stun -
And bring relief well won.
When the clouds rip open with thunder’s roar
Water and soil mingle in fragrant petrichor.
Songs that lay in repose
Waken to a different realm -
Now theirs to claim.
Refreshed verdure glows .
Farmers, they rush,
To plant and overwhelm
Coy saplings that sway to rain’s harp and blush.
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