The coming of rains, has shaken
Birds and beasts , from slumber
The earth is refreshed, the grass drenched
And so are insects, now easy prey
My child is watching, with eyes awonder
At the fury of rain-spears on Earth
In innocence, he realizes not
This is the Sky, making love to her
And in this mirth, will be born new life
As nature, nourished by sunlight
As life stands still, in cozy abodes
The dance of creation, is ever-abound
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