It rained all night and all day Frogs croaked From muddy cesspools Wet crows shivered On wind-buffeted branches Stray dogs shook themselves Of chilly wetness Moths took wings Of one-day glory Coconut trees swayed In rain-drenched delight
Droplets from the sky Were manna to the Chittoor farmers Drought and despondency Gave way to regeneration and hope Rain-soaked Tirumala hills Waited expectantly For the ensuing festivities Of God's Brahmotsavam
Rivulets flowed on the hills In shimmering cascades The hills wore a mantle of green Bright yellow flowers of Sampangi Filled the air with heady fragrance All the creatures of the earth Joined in the ecstatic chorus of life.
