A crafted gift that eternal hath designed, A half minded wind blew through the face A drop of water kissed the cheeks... An unshaped darkness descended, A thunder struck from the heavens, A mystic poem is in the offing by nature, Earth smiled with her thunderous roar.
Ecstatic mind sang with the branches of trees. Left & right they swung with the dancing wind, Clouds awaited the god's order with patience- endless: Delighted Sun withdrew his mighty force And the communion of earth & rain began........
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Mar 2013
About this poem:
PS: Its raining....Fear not by her vastness, Feel bliss-ed & blessed by her tender love...