Buried under the earth
They need you, to give birth
To new seedlings
Natures worthy offerings
They can’t eye
The pregnant sky
They can only pray
Unless you come down on earth
Seeds of time shall stay
Slowly as your drops kiss
The heart of heated earth
In her womb, shall germinate
The cause of human mirth
Nikunj Sharma
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-ode-for-rain/
