The Advent of Rain
The sky azure blue
Is embellished with capricious hues again
It’s the arrival of gaiety; it’s the arrival of rain
The beauty is poignant, the beauty is pure
The beauty can solve, the beauty can cure
The mystic raindrops are on the way
To spellbind and to sway
To bestow with a myriad of presents
For the tapping feet, for the peasants
To apprise the world of solitude
With ethereal glory and fortitude
To adorn the aurora through its chatter
To mesmerize the roof with its pitter and patter
To trigger the imagination of those who scribble
To infuse zeal in each and every pebble
To incite the rebel, and turn up the treble
To apprise and enlighten one and all
From petty creatures which crawl
To those who yearn its pelts and fall
It hears the call
Of flora stout and tall
And swiftly rattle the leaves
In deft effervescence
And render the land
A petrichor
Of indelible essence
So let the mélange of sparkling drops
Make the world profound
With meandering mist and jubilant joy
Let them sail in your instinct
And say Ahoy!
Let them percolate
Spontaneously and instinctively, into your veins
Go and be fanatic
Go and be insane
Let them intrude
Into the ineluctable depths of your brain
Where your clandestine secrets lurk
Let them elude every pinch of your pain
Just let the raindrops rain!
Open the obscure window sills of your heart
As precious to you as ivory
And let the battering drops wipe off
All your miserable memory!
Copyright © Anirudh Damani | Year Posted 2018
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