Pleas to Rain, Wind and the Sun

Pleas to Rain, Wind and the Sun

 

Oh! Transparent pearls from the sky,

Falling on land parched dry,

Wash away our sins,

The inhuman actions sans sense,

Wash away the uncertain thoughts,

The minds wastefully occupying sorts,

Let the insecurities flow away,

Leaving the urge to go the rightful way.

 

Oh! Breeze that pleases all living,

Pollinating life in every being,

Blow away the pain and suffering,

Caused by all untoward happenings,

Cast away the creatures of pandora,

That feast upon us for their euphoria,

Whirl wind these parasites into unknown space,

A place of no return, to affect the human race.

 

Oh! Creator of new ways,

The maker of life with golden rays,

Bask away the inhibitions,

The thoughts that stop cooperation,

Let beams of well beings reach every cranny,

Comprehend others needs before self-mercy,

Sprout new life into all that breathe,

Bless them with abundance growth without weed.