Rains And Building.

What's going on in the mind of a building

Experiencing rain for the first time!

With many months of toil,

and the highs and the lows,

Masons and labourers,

Laid my columns and rows.

But that wasn't enough,

For the conditions had been rough,

I needed your support,

To make myself robust and tough.

The sun was blazing,

Making it difficult for me to thrive,

With every passing day,

Even harder I had to strive.

Providing the much needed succor,

You came upon as a boon,

I had been through winter and summer,

Now it was time for the impending monsoon.

Every drop of yours

Strengthening every brick,

Ensuring that I stand strong

Through thin and thick.

Parched I was,

You navigated through my curves,

Quenching my thirst,

You soothed my nerves.

The ambiance was harsh,

And water had been sparse.

Seeping through my pores,

You strengthened my cores.

Sturdier, and mightier,

Now that I feel,

I am ready to provide shelter,

With a hitherto unknown zeal.