Delightful Suffering! ! Poem by rajnimila rajnee

Bleaching the sufferings,
Water can't paint relaxations in sandy canvas
As it flows along banks rippling around its surface.

It prattles pain
As it falls, and bangs on leaves;
Then on walls, and on pebbles.

Neither the sky,
Nor hills nor any wall,
Nor that of leafy fluffy surface gains knowledge of its pain.

Earth never neglects to wait for it
At each season,
Water reaps and pour down the earth with innumerable untold suffering!

Barren fields gratify!