I'm the rain providing water,
Which can flow from place to place.
When you shield trees, I get the joy,
Like the one when a baby gets a toy.
I'm originated from the cloud,
When torrential I'm loud.
At one place I cause flood
At another place I'm the cause for drought.
I'm the source of life,
Which was donated by thee.
If I'm disturbed I go mad,
Then the thirsty earth becomes red.
If pastures grow dry, you people worry,
I'm there, so no need to worry.
You want me to nicely fall,
For that you have to plant the trees tall.
I do this much only for you,
Have you ever thanked me for what I do.
After a long time you all die,
Even I die, farmers are there for me to cry.
-AKASH NAYAK
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