Monsoon Poem by Upendra Majhi
Monsoon
Once again it is monsoon time,
once again I see the crop,
the sacred white blooms of rice plants,
the verdure all around,
the silent vehemence of earth's fecundity,
Once again I see the golden field of ripe crop,
and golden afternoon rays thereon,
let eve dawn thereon,
plants will talk to each other.
Birds have flown back to nests,
I retire to my home.
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Nature and man exist together in all weathers. Remember Nature feeds us all.++10