Marleshwar fall - India 

It is the monsoon setting in

The wind  is in a  frenzy

Rolling  all around

 Shaking trees wildly

 Shrieking aloud

 Pangs of birth the earth does  bear

 For an arrival at this time of  year

 It is the coming   of   sweet showers here

Falling from  above,  flowing  below

 All at once scenes  like in a  play

 Change  from morn to night

When time is fair and time is dark

Along comes this lofty thundering noisy shower

Painting nature’s face green with one magic stroke

 Pounding hard what   comes to its fore

Most times ruckus it  creates more

 But welcome this mighty roar  and pour

With open arms  at the earthen shores

 Take the gallant intruder happily  in our hearts

A season  of hope, a scent of freshness

The  timeless reviver is now in the fold                    

As nature   bathes, gyrates and yields!