The endless sky is covered;
Dark clouds have hovered;
The burning sun is eclipsed;
Slowly the aroma of wet mud is spread.
The ever cheery birds have stopped chirping;
The ever active squirrels have stopped scurrying;
The only movement is the trees gently swaying;
Every part of nature is silently enjoying.
The people all run hither and thither;
Every person tries to reach a shelter near;
Their vehicles-the drivers carefully steer;
Everyone prays for the sky to clear.
After long, the thick clouds break apart;
Through the slits, the gleaming sunrays dart;
From their nests, all the creatures depart,
And soon their activities restart!
R.V. P.U. College