Make Pearls


In this strange land, Is it always a rainy season
Does the monsoon here, touch everyone without a reason.

Why do raindrops rest on leaves like dewdrops
When in daylight, the dry affair stops

Why does the rain mingle with an Ocean
When Its identity is swept away and forgotten

When the rain touches the lips of an Oyster
Together they create a pearl of a daughter.

Nature's miracle unfolds with the touch of the rain
Let us see that the magic doesn't go in vain.

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