a night of drumming rain <br />woke up into an unusually <br />fresh winter morning <br />of drizzle and tickling breeze <br />laced by lazy chillness <br />the languid nerves of the night <br />looked for some stirring to <br />help them out of a tempting bed... <br /> <br />a breeze brushing past the sea <br />a breeze traversing across <br />the imposing dolphin's nose <br />a breeze caressing the leaves <br />buds and flowers even in earthen <br />pots laden heavy absorbing <br />the live long passion of the clouds <br />a breeze filling all that it touched <br />on the little bit of earth around me <br />a breeze pervading my little sky <br />caused me come alive... <br /> <br />how is it possible, i wondered <br />insulated as i was from the <br />animate and the inanimate <br />on the otherside with equal vogour <br /> <br />i looked around my accustomed <br />emptiness in wonder <br />trying to find the source <br /> <br />need i tell you <br />the source revealed itself <br />as your breath on me? <br /> <br />the heart that came alive <br />on this winter morning <br />of drizzle and breeze <br />shed a tear of longing <br />even while my body <br />smiled... <br /> <br />12nov2009 <br />08.05hrs<br /><br />indira babbellapati<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/through-a-transparent-tear/
