After rains..

Summer sunshine at its brightest noon
Through orange curtains fills the room
My heart feels those pines standing tall
Windows bring views like never before
Wish to ask and bring, "Are there more?"
Felled by man now left the chosen few
Nearest hill tired like the sleepy moon
Breeze brought in the nature's best boon
Huge rocks broken by the torrential stream
Last havoc reminds how the clouds did scream
Roads blocked allow not to go any further
Crowd awaits to see if one meets the other..?