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With minds like crystal prisms, they shatter light into every spectrum of possibility, foreseeing storms before the first cloud, hearts bruised by premonitions whispered on the wind. Yet, they dance in the rain, a silent symphony of knowing played on a smile, for theirs is the terrible gift of seeing the tapestry of fate woven a thread at a time, even as it pricks their fingers.? Huzefa Nalkheda wala Hiking up the mountain, in pairs You and I, just two more Who settle the moments with hope, For the tenderness that comes to life Inside those who can feel Feel, like you and I… Laughter, giggling, ambling Wandering over stones, dark pebbles, Gravel roads, meant for those, Who can see beyond the forest’s singing, Into the poetry, the faith, the need For silence that assures and agrees, Feeling just like you and me… Words fall between the friends, Moist in the air – like the slow, soft breeze, Words in rhythms, tones of light, Feelings, blessing away the past, suspended, In the hues so bright, You and I, feeling so alive! When the rain begins to melt the sugar sweet Salty skin, trembling, beginning to believe, We might make our way to our intention… Only we feel the showers, melting the hours, Blessings in liquid, spilling over the naked trees, Spinning stories of lonely, breathing Light as the shadows deepen, pouring over the soul, Embracing the moments, assaulting each of us, Pouring out a cleansing afternoon cloudburst, Like music, she soothes and comforts… And, as the pairs of our friends race toward shelter, I catch my words in the back of my mind, Not telling you – yet, somehow you can feel my message In the heart… As we move slowly beneath the downpour, Securing our last place in the refuge of our vehicle, Where the rain falls in sheets on the glass, Refusing to listen to our wiper’s urgent swabbing, Almost as immediately as the hand wipes the tear, Who appears… When you and I realize, at last, our dream has passed, And, we’re merely walking among the shadows of the past, Where floods of memories, like that downpour on the trail, Sends us back to that place we always meant to forget. Inside my chest – is that satisfaction or regret? Never, in a downpour yet, have there been tears so alive, As this homesick moment has shuddered and died!

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With minds like crystal prisms, they shatter light into every spectrum of possibility, foreseeing storms before the first cloud, hearts bruised by premonitions whispered on the wind. Yet, they dance in the rain, a silent symphony of knowing played on a smile, for theirs is the terrible gift of seeing the tapestry of fate woven a thread at a time, even as it pricks their fingers.? Huzefa Nalkheda wala Hiking up the mountain, in pairs You and I, just two more Who settle the moments with hope, For the tenderness that comes to life Inside those who can feel Feel, like you and I… Laughter, giggling, ambling Wandering over stones, dark pebbles, Gravel roads, meant for those, Who can see beyond the forest’s singing, Into the poetry, the faith, the need For silence that assures and agrees, Feeling just like you and me… Words fall between the friends, Moist in the air – like the slow, soft breeze, Words in rhythms, tones of light, Feelings, blessing away the past, suspended, In the hues so bright, You and I, feeling so alive! When the rain begins to melt the sugar sweet Salty skin, trembling, beginning to believe, We might make our way to our intention… Only we feel the showers, melting the hours, Blessings in liquid, spilling over the naked trees, Spinning stories of lonely, breathing Light as the shadows deepen, pouring over the soul, Embracing the moments, assaulting each of us, Pouring out a cleansing afternoon cloudburst, Like music, she soothes and comforts… And, as the pairs of our friends race toward shelter, I catch my words in the back of my mind, Not telling you – yet, somehow you can feel my message In the heart… As we move slowly beneath the downpour, Securing our last place in the refuge of our vehicle, Where the rain falls in sheets on the glass, Refusing to listen to our wiper’s urgent swabbing, Almost as immediately as the hand wipes the tear, Who appears… When you and I realize, at last, our dream has passed, And, we’re merely walking among the shadows of the past, Where floods of memories, like that downpour on the trail, Sends us back to that place we always meant to forget. Inside my chest – is that satisfaction or regret? Never, in a downpour yet, have there been tears so alive, As this homesick moment has shuddered and died!