Dr John Celes (14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)
The Weird Cloud
I saw a cloud that looked so strange last night,
Which grew bigger in size with fleeting time;
It changed its hue from white to grayish black,
And moved towards me making sky opaque!
The starry sky around had vanished soon;
The cloud appeared like one rain-bearing much;
I saw displays of lightning bright within,
Without the thunder that accompanies!
Oh, how I wished God brings the rains we need!
Each time it lit, I saw frescoes unknown;
They seemed like painted scenes and landscapes queer
That matched my mind’s imaginative eye!
I tried to photograph the cloud with my cell-phone;
It did not work as it was almost night;
I wished I could capture the divine scenes,
But in the end gave up as I could not.
The hope of rain, the mighty cloud gave me
Was soon replaced by one of much despair,
Except the joy of witnessing a cloud
That seemed so strangely different and yet crass!
It marked the night before my mother passed away!
My mind and heart were heavy with her thoughts;
I prayed so hard to God to give the soul
Eternal rest and heaven right away!
My mother was an exemplary figure –
An epitome of virtuous woman!
Forget the rain that failed to lash the earth;
Did I see celestial scenes from mundane earth?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 26-04-2013
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