After a long, tiring and exhausting summer, the monsoon season has finally arrived and drenched the city with cool breezy showers. Many times, the life comes to a standstill in the surrounding area. But students feel fresh and energetic as ever for going to school. Came across a beautiful poem on 'Rain' which matched the morning scene today and so thought of sharing it here:
In the morning, when it was raining,
Then the birds were hectic and loudy;
Through all the reign is fall's entertaining;
Their singing was erratic and full of disorder:
They did not remember the summer blue
Or the orange of June. They did not think at all
Of the great red and bursting ball
Of the kingly sun's terror and tempest, blazing,
Once the slanting rain threw over all
The colorless curtains of the ceaseless spontaneous fall.
