The thirst of the rain is greater than any
He yearns for the earth for months so many
To be with her, he makes an arduous journey
Planned by him after a lot of Sun's blarney
He takes the burning path for himself,
It's a lonely road, without any help
Over hills and mountains and valleys and vales,
He tugs alone, gathering many stories to tell
He changes, he moulds, he takes many forms,
Sometimes, he is a rimjhim, at others he is a storm
But he knows his destination and he goes ahead
Making everything fresh and green in his stead
The earth is eagerly waiting, he knows
And she turns all fragrant with her petrichor
The parched rain's thirst is finally quenched,
When in his embrace the earth is drenched!
The day they meet is a fantastic day.
For millennia, they have taught us true love's way!