When It Begins To Rain Hope

When it begins to rain Hope

(EXCERPT FROM PUBLISHED BOOK - THE FOLKS WHO HOPE (amazon & flipkart))

Separate lives and separate souls; Hope and Despair coexist within me each day in my mind. Competing against the grains of time; Bring to the fore in me emotions of a different kind.

A few drops of rain fall on the soil

They look to heaven and raise their eyes,

Oh precious pearls of life, come down

Sweet rain and listen to our grateful cries.

The drooping leaves, the wilting plants

And animals scorched by the heat,

My broken earth and its parched farmlands

Feel the cool drops of rain and its gentle beat.

Oh curtains of grey envelope us

A pit, a patter, gushing down fills our empty platter,

Sprinkle splash and thunder away

Till life on my farm, is a muddy delightful batter.

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