Rain and the Window Pane

That big grey palate Outside my window Stroked with raindrops Happiness from the skies The window sighs While I look outside Gentle drops of water Adorn the window-frame The Gods do play While the Earth sings She is the bride, they say We shower her with rain The earthy fragrance Flirting with the wild orchids Lulling the newborn to sleep Avatars of happiness, it seems Hoarse laughter from the crow Perched now on the treetop Drenched in the rain Feels like a king, for sure My mind is on the streets Jumping in the puddle Near that tailor’s shop Simple joy it seeks Unrestrained hair blowing Being wooed by the wind Sitting beside the window I put on a pleasant grin The heart is light The soul is unshackled Leaving the skin behind I dissolve in the surroundings The rain is still falling The thunder is boasting Intoxicated I am now In the wine of happiness