Monsoon yearly comes

Clouds over the desert

From the mountains comes

Riding winds down slope

Rain to bring new life

Plants open to chance

 

Will this day be theirs?

Two months it does lasts

Storms this way and that

Some years none falls here

But there, there it falls

This year is their turn

 

The desert seems dry

Rain brings life to all

Not all every year

Deserts wait their turn

This year or next year

The advantage theirs