trees in forest during sunset

It was a thick cover of woodland,

With dense, green undergrowth,

Almost no glimpse of the blue,

Petrichor  permeating the air.


The sky was turning hazy, dark,

The grey clouds rapidly filling in,

The sun completely congested,

The sky roaring and rumbling.


Far away , deep into  the woods,

A joyous peacock screaming aloud,

Spreading its azure-emerald feathers,

Ready with its graceful footwork.


And then the sky poured and poured,

The wind carrying fragrance of soil

The thundering would not cease,

Purifying the entire lush, rich realm.

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