With the day break,
clouds cover the sky,
Where no sunlight
comes, and heart of water
Does hover over my
head when I am walking
On the roof-top of my
house, and drizzles
Are pouring in
all-around, it is beginning of March,
Mango flowers just
begin to bloom, and
Festival of colors (Happy Holi) begins countdown to come,
Things of beauty of
spring begin with Palash flower.
I raise my mind to
enjoy that beauty
In cloudy sky that
starts to show the earth
That has seasons with
vibrant show amid pleasing
Mind’s approach, as
long as
Smoothing illusion grows around mind’s journey,
Over hard situations
and we try to induct us
Into good weather, and
raindrops begin falling
With speed of stormy gush, not fenced with narrowness.
I am on the roof-top and get wet in rain
Raindrops get trapped within cornice walls
And concrete surface fails to soak water
That gets no speedy passage to go down drain,
Waters on the surface turn into a pool or sea
Where raindrops make stir to carry wave of life,
That caries running with bounces, re-bounces,
All are secrets of own songs of nature, delight.
