This is a poem about the light rains that we see just at the start of the monsoon and the way they leave the plants fresh and everything smelling of rain.

The wind blew
I heard it hum
The windows banged
And I knew, the rain had come

Against the leaves 
I heard it fall
A pearly blanket
On many a tree tall

It came quick
It went quicker
As if playing a trick
And left us hither

Opened up the fragrant blooms
The peacock spread its glorious plumes
The children danced, they shook in mirth
In the scent of new rain and earth.

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