Saturday 6 September 2014

Sound of rain

Waking up to the sound of rain
Wrapped in the sheet
Hearing that sound
That smell of rain that fills the room

Even the sun isn't out
For rain doesn't need him to do what she wants
She danced all night on the music of her own
And even when the music stops she remains
As a part of earth through that smell
As a part of shiny leaf in my veranda
As a part of mist inside my window pane
As a part of freshness it brings

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