Mushroom clouds cluster,
touch the mountain peak-
the heaven and earth
holding their summit.
The earth needing any help
from heavenly source,
resources sent by God
come down to the earth
reinforced.
The frozen aquatic mass
dances to sate
the terrain's thirst,
changes its hue in savior's role.
Rain downpours with
all possible wonders;
thunder storm begins
with the sparkling of a sharp lightning,
just kissing the earth
as another herald from our
Father's Abode.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Great imagery, well constructed and very imaginative. I like it a lot.