Thursday, June 18, 2015

Monsoon words

As the rain stops, we start the journey.
And the rain starts too...

One after another,
the leaf counts
all the drops that fall.
It's drenched memories
get stored in the roots
that connect
everything with everything...

The sky still has a rain
that can fill the whole night.
The rain instead is busy wiping
the darkness off the night.
In the morning that follows
what else can we expect,
if not a drowned sun.

As the flowing music
fills the room,
the showering rain outside
flows down the seven hills
to fill up seven more seas...

The silence that prevails
as the rain stops,
is filled with the rain that stopped
and the rain that will start...