The Parched Earth

Laxmi Natraj

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Laxmi Natraj

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wait abstract patient

The dry parched earth looked on patiently

The feather-white clouds floating in the sky

One fine day, these clouds become heavy with rain

A dazzling lightening will strike the earth

Drops of rain will then quench the thirsty earth

The patient earth never gets tired of this waiting.

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