You scowl at the bleak arid earth

With calm gentle wind

You end the sizzling days

I smell the earth drenched in showers

That may soothe my body and mind.

Sooner or later the rain pours down in torrents

The rivers are in motion and surge in delight

Captivated by the rhythm of the ebb and flow of tides

I am enlivened by a touch of serenity

I dance for a while,

O Monsoon, I am immersed in you.