Manna From Heaven

  Manna  from   Heaven

Shelly’s  wintry bed,

Byron’s   mighty ocean,

Keats’ west  wind aura,

Wordsworth’s  leaping  heart

And   colourful Rain, the

Azure  sky  carrying  so

Much of  innovations and

Technological intrusions,

All  get wet, jubilant by

The   rain bearing  clouds

 Concomitant   drops.

The  dry  leaves  fallen

On  the ground  typify

Age’s  metaphor. For All,

for Those, rain drops are

Manna from Heaven.