Once again it is rain.
Dark sky got golden- lightened, Silent sky roared,
Sky as if itasked all inhabitants of earth to see its roaring
Three distant loud thunders, Blindening lightening,
Clouds burst and poured, December passed, January passed,
February, march, april, May all passed one by one, Now onlyitrained,
+Hot sky got cold, Dry sky got wet, Silent sky roared, River on the road.
But real cold, light and roar came from deep within everyone's heart
And got aligned with Sky and high heaven.
We are all miniscule part of nature held tight yet with love by her
Like kingkong holdng the little young girl.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
gone, gone passed, passed everything has passed everyone has gone but again comes new one newly, comes new thing newly.............//