The Magic Droplet

I sit into the purple shade

Of twilight beam all over me

The dry air with a singular hue

Pushes me to a lazy spree

I feel my eyelid shutting down

Drowsy gesture captures me

 I pull my face, stare up above

And find a silent starless sea

While I’m lost in aimless dive

A magic drop falls over me

A thread of sweet smell of the earth

Captivates me on high degree

Soon ahead of that moment

A pool of sweet air passes by me

I feel the tender chasm across

I feel my bound spirits go free

This is onset of the season

Much awaited by parched me

I spread my arms and hug the space

Welcome the season that has the key

Key to good hope key to fervor

That unlocks freshness in me

Key that makes me bright again

That lets my true self be me

The earth beneath and my soul within

Whisper to the nascent me

The moment that just went alive 

Has promises held across the lee

Let the droplets bring the charm

Let the spirits go divine

Let the monsoon fill the lives

With the brightest of sunshine