It Rains Poem by Lalit Kaira

It Rains



Here blows blessing
Here blows love
Washes wounds and cure
Tender touch
How divine, how gentle, how pure.

Flowers smile and
Grass lifts head
Trees bows in reverence
' A saints prayer'
So serene, so soft, so fair.
Oh, it rains.

Monday, September 16, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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