Rays of Opportunity

Down they shine, spewing fury and fire,
The fiery rays of the Fireball.
Furious force of frenzied ferocity,
Bring the fear of impending pall.

The poor blades of grass, burnt to cinders,
Hisses out a despondent steam.
Dried, despaired earth desperately yells,
But no respite appears on the realm.

Somewhere, not so far
A mango tree blooms a thousand flowers.
A soothing sight for the sore eyes,
Some saplings do not need a shower.

The tree survived the heat,
And grew on its way.
Garbed in guileful guise,
Opportunity presented as fiery rays.

-Shivam