Birds are silent i don’t know why

Dusty wind and red color in the sky,
Birds are silent i don’t know why.
Eagles are high up in the air,
Gliding like always everywhere.
Soon a dark sheet slips over heads,
Leaves of trees start flutter like broken threads.
Cool breeze begins to blow,
Making the atmospheric temperature low.
And then first drop from mid of clouds,
Falls down on land and feels the proud.
Then begins the real game,
Water water everywhere, turns out the flame.
Tip, Tip, Tip, Tip the sound so sweet,
The strong wind is having its own treat.
Rain has turned everything green, fresh and cool,
Rain has made poor enjoy the natural pool.