Under an inky dark canopy
I hear the rustling of leaves
a light patter, a little pitter
Uplifts a ruffling breeze
Stirring skirts of sleeping trees
A wave of light notes, heavenly
wafts in and swells up, intoxicating
announces the heady swill of -
Parched earth lightly drenched
By late October retreating rain
My heart exultate, thirsts for more
oh for a downpour, a drowning
I' be a peacock unfurling iridescence
Dancing free, you will find carefree
With nature's nectar raining down on me
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Copyright ©Seema Jayaraman, Mumbai 11Oct2015 All Rights Reserved
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