On a dim starless night, the first drops of rain
fell on a parched earth
The dust rose hot and misty, displaced
by the raindrops
There was a heady scent
in the air, and I sat breathing it in
on a dim starless night
The rain became a torrent
and little rivulets of water
made gullys in the sandy paths
There was a lesson there,
on the dim starless night as the earth finished her toilette
When life is dull and dusty
wash it off and cast the dirt away
In rivulets of tears sometimes
lies the scent of a new start
and as I sat watching the rain in the dim starless night
'I' began afresh
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