An hour or more
Easily it could be
Since we started dancing
Together – The Rain and Me
To the music of the wind
Among the Casurina trees
It started with a waltz
A drizzle it was so gentle
With my head on its shoulder
I thought I was in heaven
It then rained silken yarn
Of silver made like a hand
It caressed my back
It touched my face
Fingers through my hair
I had to give in
Tilt my face and look up
For the inevitable kiss
I drank the raindrops
But it drank my soul
A thousand kisses
It gifted my throat
What rapture the wind
It started a tango
And whistled and blew
Between the bamboos
A thousand flutes
Came alive at once
And I danced in abandon
Like a peacock in the rain!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you drizzle down to the barron lands of my soul abandoned......