When the warmth of the day rose
And people were drenched in sweat
Down came the rain, bringing
The much needed respite.
Anything that goes up,
Has to come down,
This unwritten law of Nature,
Is accepted by everything, but the man.
As the rain poured down heavily,
Bringing strong wind that shook,
The trees so violently, but did I hear
The trees crying?
Do the trees have the intelligence
To know that the stronger the winds
They withstand, the sturdier their
Wood become?
There was a commotion on the street,
Dogs and cats running to find shelter,
Even they were not crying,
Over their wet bodies and the chilly wind.
Inside the house, watching the rain
Through the windows,
Men were cursing the rain ‘cos
The current went off due to fallen branches.
Isn’t man the only ‘closed’ Being
On the earth, refusing to accept
Nature and its diversities wholeheartedly
And enjoy the changes that it provides?
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