Monsoon Magic: Monsoon Music © Poem by Roann Mendriq

Fugues of bold anticipation,
bounce upon the buoyant breeze;
Grasses in participation,
sway beneath the dusty trees.

Thunder rolls its wild prelude,
Lightning hails the orchestra;
First rains drizzle, soft, subdued,
a most reluctant singing star.

Monsoon winds being to sing,
whistling chorus fills the air;
I'm dancing on a prayer & wing,
as jewelled notedrops deck my hair.

The droplets kiss my laughing face,
to make a veil of soft fine lace!