Treasure Island

Manjeshwari P MYSORE


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Dancing in the Rain!

I hear the purling of the rain
And I rush out to feel the rain
Rain drops drench me ease,
I shiver like the flowers in winter breeze
My thoughts are all frozen with joy anew,
Like leaves of tree with honeydew,
Rain cools all the blaze that ever existed,
My soul seems to be quenched,
Just as the Earth smells best when drenched;

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