Poems by
Essortee

Budget of Heaven

a poem by Essortee

Always hovering over the knolls,
Where to the gravid hesitates,
Showering at times on plains!
Budgets the rain. But
what He takes as tax!

All the drain
With no strain
Or refrain
Treasures the ocean!
And levitated
Only to distribute
Where to He wills!
Something as mother
Earth secrets to store
And rears the dear!