FIRST RAIN OF THE YEAR
Like the first drops of rain on scorched soil,
Washing away the dust, the dirt;
Like the enraged wind, bellowing like an ox gone wild,
Trying to uproot the mighty tree, the sturdy lamp posts;
Needle-like rain drops,
Pricking but melting away to give you relief:
Palm trees, nodding like a shivering courtier
In awe of the ruler,
A thirsty soul lovelorn,
Watches Nature's fury reborn!
