Touch Of Nature

In the season of rain, when skies turn gray,

A symphony begins, as nature holds sway.

The monsoon arrives, with its rhythmic sound,

Bringing life to the earth, as it cascades down.

The clouds gather, pregnant with moisture and grace,

Ready to shower upon this thirsty place.

The parched earth awaits, with open arms,

As raindrops fall gently, in nature's charms.

A dance of droplets, like tears from the sky,

Kissing the leaves as they fall from up high.

Each blade of grass, a vibrant hue,

As nature's canvas is painted anew.

The fragrance of wet soil fills the air,

A sweet aroma, beyond compare.

Petrichor whispers, a nostalgic embrace,

As rain and earth merge, in a timeless chase.

Rivers swell, with a joyous delight,

Quenching the land, with their magnificent might.

Waterfalls gush, with a thunderous roar,

Echoing the symphony, forevermore.

The peacocks dance, in a jubilant spree,

Displaying their feathers, for all to see.

The birds sing their songs, with melodies profound,

Celebrating the monsoon, as it paints the ground.

Children giggle, as they splash in the puddles,

Their laughter contagious, as their joy doubles.

Umbrellas unfurl, like colorful blooms,

Protecting the dreamers from monsoon's whims.

In this season of rain, nature comes alive,

With every drop, a story to derive.

The monsoon, a blessing, a gift from above,

Nurturing life, with its boundless love.

So let us revel, in the monsoon's embrace,

And cherish the wonders, this season will trace.

For in its presence, we find solace and peace,

As the raindrops gently fall, granting us release.