The earthy smell

Clouds sprout in plenty
Flourishing in the fresh new glow
Floating merrily above
invisible roots stretching out below

They belong to the sky
Born out of the rain
Sun it’s father
arisen from the earthly womb’s pain

Yet to grow
They are white
Someday they will be laden
With all the burden that arise

Turning dark
It obscures the sun
Casting shadow on the earth below
Filled with pride of being the one

But as the chalice fills
It is bound to pour
The parched earth waits
Knowing what would happen for sure

There falls the first drop
meeting the ground In a messy splash
Disappearing beneath
Merging with the soil at the very crash

From the wet earth
Comes the earthy smell
Full of love and gratitude
Meeting her son, million hearts swell