The Early Rain

The emergence of newly started year Came with breeze and cold wind In expectancy of early rain to start in pair To make the seed to grow and to be easy to grind In the mid of the first month, the coldness re- started in abundance Burning firewood is of less power To conquer the coldness, like a soldier dance That has just triumphed and attains General Without the knowledge of any, it flashes And makes many legs stretched And the thunder in the sky clashes Its strands fall coherently echoed In the midnight of February twentieth The ghost arises from his grave galore Only the somnambulist discovers but not its health It falls, it flows, it later backs to his parlour A new day dawns with joy To the face of the dweller Pleasantries are exchanged in a great joy The early rain has come by, to become a three full moon dweller