The blazing sun had withered away greenery. The scorching heat had dried her completely. She stared at the blue sky sadly. As he passes by, a white cotton ball in the sky. He had fallen for her that day. Her withered flaws didn't matter to him. Her nurturing nature made him want to return to her. But how could the cloud touch the earth? How could they possibly meet? God smiled at his creations. Come the season, he turned grey, in love with her who awaited his return. The thunder announced his homecoming as he turned into raindrops. She had welcomed him with open arms. To do away with her flaws and complete her. He, in turn, was loaded with so much, he found relief in her.
But at last the sun shone again; drop by drop, she was left behind as he returned to his journey. But he promised to come back as rain whenever she needed him to. Never to stay, though. Their duties permitted no forevers. The Earth always awaited his return.
~ Suranya