Thursday, February 05, 2015

Life in a rainstorm


On a dim starless night, the first drops of rain
fell on a parched earth
The dust rose hot and misty, displaced 
by the raindrops

There was a heady scent
in the air, and I sat breathing it in
on a dim starless night

The rain became a torrent 
and little rivulets of water
made gullys in the sandy paths

There was a lesson there, 
on the dim starless night as the earth finished her toilette 
When life is dull and dusty 
wash it off and cast the dirt away

In rivulets of tears sometimes 
 lies the scent of a new start
and as I sat watching the rain in the dim starless night
'I' began afresh