Petrichor

By Jiah Zahid Abdulla

Once upon a time,

When from heaven fell,

Drops of purity,

Drops of divinity,

Drops of life,

Called the rain.

The drops of rain could then be felt,

By every creature that danced in joy.

By every innocent man, woman,

And children,

And by the soil

The soil, Oh the soil!

He eagerly had waited

For the rain

As they met,

They became forever one,

They were united!

And soon,

The union of rain and soil,

Produced the mystic earthy aroma

That hit the nostrils,

And cast it’s spell.

By Jiah Zahid Abdulla