Rain O' Spring!

I've seen you treading down from high above 

Diving down from the condensed clouds 

Plunging through the pinnacle 

off the rugged mountains into the hollow trenches 

Screeched around the thorny rocks 

Smudged into the sooty layers of mud 

Poked by the fiery flakes of twigs

You endure the entire flood of afflictions 

Your blithe spirit incessantly marching 

Off the barren lands 

Across the spiky sands 

Travailing piously until you devotedly attribute your noble identity 

To unite irrevocably with the mighty ocean...

Oh Rain....,You are indeed a true martyr 

For yours is an immaculate virtue of supreme benefaction!