In the eyes of delight,
I wait for the sea's gentle breeze,
Knocking at the sky,
My heart wonders to see the briny seas.

Beneath the endless sky,
Tweeting birds take flight,
Blossoms in full bloom,
Spring that banished dryness from sight.

The rain, a cleansing force,
Purified the Earth's dirt,
Now the sphere is moist,
In the eye of delight, we find our worth.
© Dibyamoni kalita