A drop of first rain you're
cool, soothing and refreshing shower
that laves the dreary dirt
layered and compressed in my heart.
A yellow ray of sunshine you're
with a miraculous magical power
that illuminates my sooty spirit
and pumps positivity in me every minute.
To ‘you', my Holy Soul I'm ever ready to greet,
with supreme supplication I stoop to touch your pious feet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem