Here they come,
with pearls within,
veiling the blue sky.

Leaves rustle
along with the wind,
bringing some more
from faraway distance.

Changing their hue,
from subtle to the deepest,
they ignite hope
of the unsatiated.

On the terrace,
facing heavenwards,
with arms stretched wide,
a silent prayer leaves my heart.

Next moment,
they drop a pearl
on my palms.
'Is it going to stay for a while?', I question

Then comes the answer
showering on me
with all vigour
making me as content as I could be.