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Monsoon's Prelude

Nasrajan Jalin

A twinkle akin to a star's lucent.

A fleeting moment.

The drop finds its descent.

In graceful dance or daring dive,

In sorrow or in joy's jive,

It journeys earthward with fervent drive.

The earth, with a warm embrace,

Receives it into its fertile space,

Scent of first rain, a gentle grace.

The sky,

Having shed its tears,

Reveals its radiant blue anew.

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