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Rain that day

Updated: May 28, 2021

Previous night it rained cats and dogs...thundering and lightning made a haunting environment

At 6.30am it seems sky is welcoming sun

Fresh air ,aroma of wet soil inebriated me.

A single white patch of cloud came with the message of arrival of sun.

And bright shine of sun's arrival forced the black clouds to your time is over....enough you showered

The king,the master,the father of the nature is up now

The ray,the shine,the brightness ,the warmth is flowing inside entire creations

Oh! Black clouds again. Where is the light?Again darkness is prevailing. It indicating rain. All birds and animals around are silently waiting ......

And it is raining again. It is winter.Small creatures don't need much of rain. They are wet and shivering. It is morning,all are hungry,but not able to get food.

At12.30pm rain stopped. A pair of kite came flying heading towards the tree. One sat on the tree. Make yourself comfortable dear,you are drenched to the skin. I am going to search some food for us.

It was thrilling at 1.30pm

Suddenly darkness covered the whole. It was like night appeared. Acclamation of black rain filled clouds declared it's win with loud thunder and flashing lightning

Song Of The Rain VII by Khalil Gibran

I am dotted silver threads dropped from heaven

By the gods. Nature then takes me, to adorn

Her fields and valleys.

I am beautiful pearls, plucked from the

Crown of Ishtar by the daughter of Dawn

To embellish the gardens.

When I cry the hills laugh;

When I humble myself the flowers rejoice;

When I bow, all things are elated.

The field and the cloud are lovers

And between them I am a messenger of mercy.

I quench the thirst of one;

I cure the ailment of the other.

The voice of thunder declares my arrival;

The rainbow announces my departure.

I am like earthly life, which begins at

The feet of the mad elements and ends

Under the upraised wings of death.

I emerge from the heard of the sea

Soar with the breeze. When I see a field in

Need, I descend and embrace the flowers and

The trees in a million little ways.

I touch gently at the windows with my

Soft fingers, and my announcement is a

Welcome song. All can hear, but only

The sensitive can understand.

The heat in the air gives birth to me,

But in turn I kill it,

As woman overcomes man with

The strength she takes from him.

I am the sigh of the sea;

The laughter of the field;

The tears of heaven.

So with love -

Sighs from the deep sea of affection;

Laughter from the colorful field of the spirit;

Tears from the endless heaven of memories.

Truth is after all truth. Sun is the ultimate power. Rain ,clouds,darkness all are possible only because of the sun.

Darkness is over and stunning beauty of nature is in front of me. What I felt,I tried to capture ,but failed. Now it is 4.00 pm.

And this is a true never ending story of nature.

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