Sunday, April 06, 2014

RAINSONG: POEM



RAIN SONG
azly rahman



t'is raining again
my heart leaps in joy
as the sound 

of the thousands of little droplets
like a grandioso of a symphony of elegance 

soothes my weary soul
serenading the heart that once 

was shattered into a million pieces 
and more

now -- like a oneness of the many-ness 

of a tedious argument of divinity it cometh into being, 
like a worlds within worlds outside 
becomes One 
in harmony they sing
to the joy of the coming rain
wherein love in the background 

sings the blues away
as we danced in the rain

like children of a world timeless 

and joy greets each day 
and laughter is the sound of every moment --- 
we sing, we dance, we look at each other in the eyes, 
words unspoken
only rain
a million droplets
each a note of a beauteous sound
strung together
endlessly
till it becomes a symphony
of a rainy day of yet another new day dawning
wherein love reign supreme

-- ar

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