MY RAINBOW RAIN
This time, the rain has drenched my soul,
As I have walked down the miles with you –
With a throbbing heart and a toddler’s smile,
Rejoicing the moment of my maternal love.
This time, the rain has presented an uncluttered view,
Of your ignited thoughts and piercing eyes –
That searches my presence, my affirmation,
In calm and chaos, in reality and illusions.
This time, the rain has joined my part, that is, you,
With my whole being, like conjoined twins –
As we dance like peacocks, playfully putting the leaves above our heads,
Building a luminous constellation of united hearts.
This time, the soft pitter-patter of the rain on the leaves, have echoed those sentiments,
Which, without this rain, would have remained unspoken, unaddressed, unresolved –
I wish I could tell you how like the rain you are,
A savior, a magic potion of nourishment, rescuing me from my mundane existence.