Sunday Sonnet!

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Do not the lack of sunshine e’er lament,
When pregnant clouds their bounty on earth shed,
Such blessings for our well-being are meant,
Extol with thankfulness the gift instead;
Untended go the prayers for rain elsewhere,
As parched and famished creatures, young and old,
With yearning eyes into the morrow stare,
Expectant, but of suffering untold;
Forever in the human mind persists,
Ambivalence of what is bad or good,
In heart of Mother Nature none exists,
Fostering in all a sense of brotherhood;
Prosperity bespeaks a word of thanks,
Adversity among the noble ranks.

©Meanderings 2018

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Sunday Sonnet!

Then came the long awaited precious rain,
With thunderous applause midst lightning strikes,
Relentless hailstones causing joyous pain,
Fast thawing ice in torrents breaching dikes;
For weeks, nay months, thick clouds had come and gone,
Mean, tantalising omens came to naught,
As living, all, to drought’s embrace were drawn,
And each new dawn with dangers fresh were fraught;
Unshackled from restraints, to wit, unknown,
The weather gods their pent up passions vent,
Reducing one and all to moan and groan,
Until smidgens of energy are spent;
In aftermath, raw anger wasteland leaves,
Yet, faith new cloth of restoration weaves!

©Meanderings 2016

Sunday Sonnet!

If dark clouds herald much sought after rain,
Reflected in the barren, bone dry earth,
Not only shall relief be brought to pain
But latent life to dormant seed give birth;
For nigh two years only the dew of night
Enabled hapless fauna to survive,
But failed to waken flora to delight
Life’s downcast mood, with colour to revive;
How oft our expectations suffer such,
When promise fades within our pleading grasp;
None other can we do but at Hope clutch,
And Trust within our bosoms tightly clasp;
The voice of Mother Nature gently speaks:
Sweet Patience your attention humbly seeks!

©Meanderings 2016

A to Z Challenge – Earth!

Earth
Bewails
Loss of Life –
Rainless Seasons
Scatter Wretched Remains on Dust Deathbeds!

©Meanderings 2016