Petrichor

Petrichor 

Clouds clash together,

Dark, grave

As jagged swords

Of lightning fence

The din of applause

Gives respite, pause

Thundering between

Thrust and parry

The moist earth, wanton

Tendrils sends

Of vapours fresh

To meet showers imminent

Nature’s faces

Collide, collude

In unison waltz

To symphonies unheard

Teaching those

Cowering under

Macs, umbrellas, galoshes alike

To not differences see

And drift rashly apart

But let them lie

And in unison be

Of life’s symphony a part

                                                                                     

By Vivek