To The Rain Far Away

From the land of untamed sand 

A letter they received.

The far-away rain faced a dilemma

And the dilemma of untamed sand.

The Letter said;

“I praise the god who gave us you

You shall thank too

You should come through.

Cross the mountains, cross the rivers 

Cross the desert, cross the forests.

Come to us our savior

You shall drop this behaviour.

These thirsty lands, these thirsty souls

Expect that you will bestow upon them.

 Will accept your written fate

Ignoring their serendipity.

It shall noticed as our courage, not our pity

We reached you directly.

Dear clouds,

Please let the 'gram pass-through

I think too that this much you should do.

June is soaking again the life

Plants die too and you shall respect

The breath of them.

You shall give a reply to them 

Too.

I, my, saviour thirsty too

I may not survive until you come through,

But please save the untamed sand”.