When the desperate prayers
reach the boundless skies…
Clouds appear to quench
the relentless thirst of parched eyes…
Soothing rain downpours,
seeping through the cracks
drenching the core…
Tenderly caressing the withered soul, releasing
sweet petrichor….
Munificent raindrops, the
blessings in disguise…
Each drop promises renewal
each drop promises life….
©Pure Reflections, 2020
Sarika, Pure Reflections 