The rays of sun stoped by,
Very high,very big but why.

The drops of water one by one,
falling on ground like bullets from gun.

Darker the one black as hair,
Good for farmers and little fair.

Make a relief for animals and birds,
can't be expressed in a little words.

The time they come makes life,
just like husband meet his wife.

The clouds bring with it a carnival,
They are one of the best miracle.

-NAKUL CHANDAK