Drops like dew from sky - Sadashivan Nair

Drops like dew from sky,
Fall tip tip slowly,
Lands on ground;
Tipsy odour of petrichor,
Stimulates ambiance sexy;
Tiny plants rise above,
The shells cracking open;
Seek fresh moist and bloom;
Breeze flows in tinge,
Cool magical music,
As if saying,
"Feel my touch, if you can";
Entire ambiance turns on;
Stimulates my soul
In dark cloudy nights;