Up the Stream

The dried sea once asked the shrubs on its shore

The shrubs gave all their stored water to the sea

Thinking their sacrifices shall be respected by thee

Finally, after toil infinite, a snake of stream did reach the cliff

But only to see there more dried leaves and branches stiff

The clouds however were Still grey 

Looked as if , rainfall was just at bay

The remaining droplets of stream hence decided to wait

They decided that whatever is left of the stream, to the cloud , they shall become the bait

Days of  sharp sunlight on the drops of stream finally completed the grey cloud

Thus happily the  heavy stream of rain could now flow down into the sea so  profound :)