Rain-Train Poem by gnrao rao

Once i travelled in a train,
I kept my window open,
taking in and breathing
the fresh air,
All of a sudden,
I saw some black clouds,
following me,
Little drops of rain
fell on hand
on the window sill.
I started pouring
and the rain water
started entering
through the window,
Immediately, I put down
the glass shutter of
the window,
still a little water
came inside and
made my seat wet.
When the train
stopped at the station,
it stopped raining.
I was feeling cold,
I bought a hot cup of tea,
and drank sip by sip.
It was like nectar
for me, that tea.
Water drained
from the top
and was still
passing through
and finally it stopped.
How I wished
how this water
will be useful
for the plants
who give us
many a grain.
Rain, gave me a lesson,
To grow the grain,
you train yourself
how to use the
water from the rain,
store it, and offer
to the plants
at the right time,
in the right quantity
To get a better harvest.
The train taught me
to train myself
to grow more plants,
trees and start to love
Nature.