Monsoon Magic: First Rains © Poem by Roann Mendriq

Lush with dreams, imagination,
breezes blowing airy kisses;
Bursting with anticipation,
brimming with sweet promises.

Birdsong hushed in whispered tones,
rapt in wildfree exultation;
Beetles bask on sunbaked stones,
wait in quiet expectation

Then in a burst of joyous laughter,
Thunder roars and storm clouds clash;
Lightning follows seconds after,
in a dazzling splash of flash.

The first rains wash the sky and moon,
to welcome in the new monsoon.