A WORLD REBORN IN MONSOON RAIN

  

The monsoon rain comes pouring down,

A symphony in every town.

The world is washed, it's clean and new,

A different world, a different hue.

The sky is dark, the clouds are low,

A peacefulness that's hard to show.

The drops fall down, a gentle beat,

A rhythm that's both soft and sweet.

The smell of earth, the petrichor,

A scent that's sweet, and so much more.

The world is calm, it's peaceful too,

A different world, a different hue.

The rain, it falls, a soothing sound,

A melody that's all around.

The world is new, it's fresh and clean,

A different world, a different scene.

The trees are green, the flowers bloom,

A world that's free from any gloom.

The birds take flight, they sing and play,

A world that's bright, a world that's gay.

The rivers flow, they're full and free,

A world that's full of energy.

The earth is blessed, it's full of life,

A world that's free from any strife.

The monsoon rain, it brings new light,

A world that's free from any blight.

The rain, it falls, a peaceful sound,

A symphony that's all around.

The world is new, it's fresh and clean,

A different world, a different scene.

The monsoon rain, it brings new life,

A world that's free from any strife.

So let the rain, it fall and pour,

A world that's free from any chore.

The monsoon rain, it brings new hope,

A world that's free from any scope.