Whispers of Renewal

By Jibi Annie Jacob

AŌer summer's parched and endless breath,

The sky lets out tears of life and death,

Each drop a promise, whispered from the blue,

A tale of old beginnings made anew.

The earth, once cracked and barren in its plea,

Now drinks the rain in deep, ecstaƟc glee,

Its veins revived, a pulse beneath the ground,

In silent joy, the seeds of hope are found.

Tiny shoots emerge, a fragile green,

Through soil reborn, their presence barely seen,

Yet in their tender reach, a strength concealed,

The future's whispered vow, at last revealed.

Beneath the surface, roots in secret twine,

A hidden dance where life and earth align,

In every sprout, a saga intertwined,

Of rain, renewal, and the hands of Ɵme.

By Jibi Annie Jacob