Musings

I care not for your consent or readiness Though I come mostly to lessen your distress. As the scorching summer pricks and burns you And your skin stays aglow with briny dew! You pray for the heavens to pour down her manna But your blessing granted, you rummage for an umbrella. I cause the seas to squall, and toss and turn the ships, As the rising vortex with its lightning rips The black and grey of the cloud-laden sky, Pealing and crashing in derision sly! You approve of drizzles, and light spells short-lived As my passion surfeited can destroy all you’ve built. Some roots get shaken, some leaves bejewelled, As Mother Nature I paint in hues iridescent! Along delicate cobwebs I split into beads And stay immortal in snapshots and memories. A friend to your skin, a foe to your wallets, I test the strength of your urban gullets. You accuse me of floods, of endless casualties But wetlands you fill, with real estate deals! I tap to the beats of your ...