Rainy Summers Poem by lalitha iyer

After ages
rains come out
like an infant
born after years of marriage
so softly the summer crept in
nobody noticed that winter has glided by
heat consumed energies
and nature came with the cure
how beautiful are the dark clouds
when they come for the first time
the sky pregnant with cooling pillows
the air full of hopes and expectations.
birds are chirping with a new music
my heart is thumping with a new lyric
the alterations in the Cuckoos call
the variations in the sparrows squeal
oh how beautifully nature speaks to nature
The rain air is hugging my interiors
and I am drenched within before without.