The smell of petrichor

awakens me from the slumber

awaking my soul

that forgot dreaming.

It brought to me

the odour of the body

of a rain-soaked girl

who dared to dream.

I saw her dancing

again

wearing the smell of rain

awaking her lost dreams.

(This post is a part of BlogchatterA2Z Challenge 2026)

(This poem is part of my A to Z poetry series titled, ‘EarthSong.’ Read the other poems here.)