Fog Rain Poem by Saroj Padhi

A thick fog from dark wings of night
settles down on boughs of leafy trees
like clouds in vaults of sky, in dense patches
to rain from tips of leaves, before the sun rises
and a bewitched wet earth smells of sweet flora
as the sun, secret caves of her body gently touches;

but the sun is a moon here tossed by roving clouds
like a woman aroused from sleep
when tangles of hair disheveledbySpring wind
on her moony face dances.

O this sweet rain of fog
that every pore of body drenches
with birds singing from under showers of trees
where flowers shake legs in bunches!

I'm an enchanted wanderer
swimming like a leaf in a pond
where buds fallen from overhanging boughs
bounce in ecstasy as its fragrant water blushes!