Petrichor

Pitter-patter on my window sill, 

Droplets announce the coming of a thunderstorm, 

One that sets the meadow to an unrest, 

Bushes, trees, all the greenery shakes frantically, 

Under the spell of the wind, 

But when the raindrops multiply in number,

Everything slows down, 

And all the living beings, 

Big and small, short and tall, 

Come together to see the wonder, 

The wonder of the blessed rain, 

Rain the quenches the thirst of many, 

Giving a melody for our hearts to cherish, 

Melody to restore peace, and make the unrest vanish.

Illustration by: Vanshika Mukherjee

Written by: Vanshika Mukherjee