Soon after the sky had shed her liquid sorrow
when dark clouds quickly vanished
it looked so immaculate, spotlessly blue
When the noise of cosmic hiss subsided
and wind withdrew to an unknown hideout,
there was a hush- the hush that follows
as a priest concludes his spirited sermon
In that quiet when dream and life coalesced
I saw leaves trembling in the cold
dragonflies performing a ballet in the air
their wings catching glints of sunlight
spiders moving round crystal studded webs
repairing the broken filaments of their gossamer
and birds from trees taking off into sky
Enjoying a pervasive sense of peace
and heart soaked in pure mirth
humming the lyrics of a half forgotten song
I walked down through cobbled paths
feeling the wetness beneath my feet
to savor the beauty of Nature
newly bathed in profuse vernal shower
Suddenly the light blazoned
giving a golden glow to leaves
and the suspended rain drops
glittered like sparkling gems
Mesmerized by the beauty of the scene
there wobbled shiny silver droplets of joy
in my heart too, struggling to be spilled out!
A spellbinding write, full of the sights and sounds of nature, exquisite it all of its many details with feeling and beauty growing stronger with each word.
Thank you so much Captain.....! You lovely comment is an unexpected sweet surprise to me!
I sat down slowly absorbing all the emotions brought forth in this riveting write.Every line touching me as you took me through on this fascinating journey, the details will be stuck with me for some time to come. Thanks Valsa.
Well I picture this scene, Valsa, and the feeling it brought on for you. Two of my own poems come to mind—Snail Mornings and Semi-retired in Early Spring. The inspiration we find in nature! Do you know Gerard Manley Hopkins’ sonnet God’s Grandeur? Glen
Thank you for filling my heart with tiny silver droplets of joy with this wonderful poem. You remind us of the beauty of nature under our feet that we might so easily pass by without noticing.
I am indeed pleased to get this rain at last as the country is coming closer to winter's spell now....Valsa...... I wish I could imagine and write like you........Full credit.... though I am posting belated notes.....Valsa.....Your poems are always shiny irrespective of late visit or early visit to your poem's paradise...
Dragonflies performing a ballet in the air Keen observation shows many marvels in nature. Beautifully penned.
Thank you so much sir! These days it rains profuse! The interval between rains with bright sunshine is so pleasant!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful after maths of the after rains and that too in a lovely style of description that is always associated with Valsa George.
Thank you so much Akhtar ji fo this compliment! I am greatly delighted on getting this comment from a highly imaginative poet like you.....