The Rain Poem by Rema Santosh

With its own powers, the nature did fight,
the thunder overpowered the tiny light.
Wind did sway all the mind in its way,
the lightning swirled with its ray.
The newborn cried having heard this struggle,
may be, it did realize, the path for survival.
The drops just drummed on all it hit
and you walked in at that night.

The arrival brought in a wave of happiness
and i found a long awaited miracle turning my way.
For always I had known, of my path to follow,
But your dark clouds blinded me with its pillow.
and then, never I felt of my existence as such,
Nor I knew my breath did hold much.
So in depths, the wavelets did I waive,
And lost those breezes in my wander.
Now the air did rush in with a flounce,
And foamed was the muddy flow.
You let me know what I had lost,
Mighty enthroned me-but naive had left.

I heard your footsteps clear,
You were retracing for my way was clear.
The drops dripped quietly from the leaves,
and the lightning did shy away into another world,
The wind didn't know its way anymore,
and the thunder silenced, forgetting to command.
I heard my mind treasuring your words,
for you were filled in all my senses.
Not a dropp of tear my eyes did shed,
for it always tried to hold you inside.
You let me know of the pleasures, life does hold,
And I wait for the next pour, for the best it might hold.