On Its Arrival Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
On Its Arrival
On its arrival
When it strikes with force
I chose
To go out
And wonder about
Who gives them such power?
Such as to rainy shower
Where from thunder comes?
And we all rely and welcome
Yes our complete survival
Depends on its arrival
If no shower or rain
There shall be out cry in open
We will raise hands
And pray for an early end
To end drought
With nothing more to be sought
We are aware
And know the nature
It shall never harm
But keeps us happy and warm
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We are aware And know the nature It shall never harm But keeps us happy and warm