Sonnet: Nature Resurrects

The ‘curry-leaf’ tree bears berries again! The black fruits look enticing, succulent; And more will ripen with the August-rain, A feast to the spotted-grey bird, God-sent. The guava-trees are full of flow’rs and fruits! They ripen fast each morn to squirrel’s squeak; The landscape will have ripe fruits like a ‘Blitz, ’ Which many birds will then happily beak. The rain can do such magic to the lands; It resurrects the almost dead, dry trees; Some fairies good are working with their wands! The fauna seems as busy as the bees. Thus, Nature sprinkles compassion on all! Her heart melts to each creature’s plaintive call. 8-9-2002