On the parched land fall drops of rain <br />Sky mourns the loss soil drinks the gain <br />When in soil pores summer fires burn <br />They live the agony dream rain’s return. <br /> <br />You may wonder why cries the sky <br />Her rain is needed for soil gone dry <br />It’s because is nurtured a love in her breast <br />For the tender drops awhile her guest. <br /> <br />Soil doesn’t mind opens up in smile <br />In the profound knowledge that it’s a while <br />Before the fruits are reaped to be left again dry <br />Till new seeds of hopes come down from sky.<br /><br />Pradip Chattopadhyay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rain-seeds/
