Fresh is the mood in the air

Rose is the fragrance right through nostrills

you come with a air of exuberance

dancing to the tune of nature

swaying with the colour maize of sunset

making the leaves follow the wavy trail drenced with you

enthralling us with it's waves of showers

Saffron ! Saffron ! Saffron ! 

Keep swaying , showering , gyrating ..........