Wrote this one when it first rained in Mysore... "Summer Rain" When the sun is at its zenith, And the rays, they cast no shadow When the light shines on you, And the wind, it breezes past blossom You see yourself flowering Waiting for the Summer Rain. And then a drop here, From which you reach somewhere And in no time everywhere, For you smell warmth in the air Just gazing by the moonlight Bathing under the Summer Rain. When the peak of night arrives, And it washes away all you saw When the thunders get you, And it strikes on the right chord You are empty yet overflowing Possessed by the Summer Rain. And alas the stars descend, The circle completes as you comprehend And the sun scattered light bends, As you realize this moment again Just being awake all night and day Dancing in the Summer Rain.
Posted on: Tue, 03 Sep 2013 10:18:28 +0000
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