Under a cloudy morning sky

Under a cloudy morning sky,

with the sun not yet showing up, 

the lake feels free

to laze out a little bit longer. 

A gentle breeze softly touches

the placid lake’s surface, tickling,

producing countless wavelets, 

lending the lake a cool, mesmerizing smile.

Together, they seem to tempt, 

rather coax, the clouds

to join them in their play,

to condense and transform into

millions of tiny water drops

and rain down to the mirth of all –

the lake, the land and

the entire flora and fauna.

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Ashok Misra