Yearning…

rains
There’s a yearning
In my soul,
What I wait for
I don’t know.

Yearn for methinks,
The bygone days,
The simple joys,
The simple faith.

The promise of rains,
The darkened skies,
The swaying trees,
The hazy lanes.

The parched earth,
The thirsty birds,
The lazy bees,
The tired men.

From my window,
I see it all,
Awaiting breathless
For first rainfall.

“There you come,
With silent steps,
Or a fanfare mighty,
With torrents of rain!

You sing melodies,
On my rooftop.
I listen and breathe
Your enchanted songs!”

The whole world
Dances, rejoices,
Bathes and cleanses,
In your waters purifies!

From my window,
I see it all,
Am born anew,
Body, mind & soul.

I laugh, I twirl,
I sing, I swirl.
I tread lightly
On dusky clouds!

I shout out loud,
Throw away the shroud,
I learn the beauty,
Of the truly alive!

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