arrives with a calm breeze
& a drizzling rain-
soothing my soul.
Its cloud broods with
the gathering of angels on a mission.
I hear the sound of an abundance of rain
wickedness will wax in vain
as righteousness blooms beautifully.
-Chiugo P. Igwegbe
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem