Monsoon

It’s that time of the year
And the rains are here
The sun goes backstage
And the sky refuse to be clear
The clouds circle the sky
And the climate appears to be dull
Lightning strikes the earth
And thunderstorms begin to fright

Nature is in full flow
And the flowers reflect the glow
The plants welcome the abundance
And new saplings begin their dance
The smell of the earth
And insects come out of their trance
The birds are ready with their breed
And ready to partake their share of the feed

The waves of the ocean ride more higher
And approach with a fury reminding one of a live wire
The winds begin to blow hard and cold
And slowly but steadily reveals its pack of cards
Smog and fog seem to envelop the atmosphere
And create an aura where lights refuse to be clear
The world all around changes by the hour
And puts on a paint with refreshing new color

Life all around appears to evolve and grow
And slowly but steadily the results begin to show
A new journey begins to slowly unfold
And sustains the time-tested methods of the old
Nature seems to be as if in a mad hurry
And aspires to bury its past as a memory
Wisdom seems to unite the agents of change
And creating a new future weaving a new page