Dewdrops Poem by Jyoti Patil

Sometimes there are clouds of Gloom,
But soon there will be flowers to bloom,
Happiness will dance around you soon,
Nothing but serenity and sobriety to groom.

Mountain rains sweep the way,
All around flowers and leaves in spray,
So long as solemn nights turn grey,
There always will be an expectant and hopeful ray.

Eyes in expectant glow crave for light,
Imagination knows no bounds of delight,
Soft winds ruffling with willows height,
Nature in its prime shakes and shines blue and bright.

River's winding way with rippling roars,
Caressing its banks and smoothly soars,
Cristal clear water wafts, happiness pours,
Chirpy birds in different hues open heavenly doors.

Cometh as drops of manna from paradise, ye! Dewdrops, freshness appears;
Spraying your transparent glow on shining grass, gloom disappears.
And life with jollity and sprightly verve reappears.