The Coming of the Rains 2

Many shores away in South Africa, the Pied Crested Cuckoo beings its long flight to India heralding

the coming of the rains on the wings of the Monsoon Wind. And while they are on their way,

preparations back home are in earnest. Come let’s have a look…

The trees have flowered in every hue

It’s time for the circle of life to begin a new

Pods have popped spreading their treasure about

Little seeds lie in wait to sprout

Dragonflies have begun to swarm

The weather is now far from warm

The sugar and jaggery have gone damp

Flames flicker erratically in oil lamps

Ants emerge to salvage food

Babblers prepare to extend their brood,

Softly swishing butterflies hurry,

Buzzing bees get to their hives in a flurry,

The Sheep and Goat begin to huddle

Bats fly madly round trees in a muddle

All of them prepare to keep out of the rain

And patiently wait till its dry again

The weaver birds hurriedly builds his little hutch

The tailor birds gives his nest a finishing touch

The Babbler begins to serenade, “Honey, how do you do?”

The Owls holler “Too-wet to woo, Too-wet to woo”

Hairy caterpillars begin to crawl

Scarlet Rain beetles gets ready to enthrall

Herons fly screeching across the sky

Humans crave a cup of hot ginger chai

Rumble Bumble the thunders sound

Lightning flashes around the town

Just as the Peacocks open their shiny tails and sway

The majestic Rain arrives tipping tapping away.

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