Gift.

Nourishing green friends
Making exotic birds dance
Beautifying the scene
Messing up pathways
Making paddles of mud
From dry soil
Creating havoc sometimes,
With fellow playmates
Who show frightfully
Delightful audio visuals
That flash like a poweful camera
And sound like a Dolby stereo system.
You come drizzling now
And pouring now
You bring with you
life and decay alike.
A gift from the Heavens.
To quench the thirst
Of us mortals.