In the heavy rain, I could see trees only in less green as shadows, <br />and the lights in a beautiful but a distorted way, <br />That does not mean my eyes gone bad <br />and trees lost its green sheen and the light is weak <br />The virtual frame formed of dew drops only add beauty to nature, <br />Sometimes, our views are also blocked by the pouring <br />It may be our own tears, struggle and fleeting joy, <br />That gives us a new vision to life, nature and relationships. <br />The pulsating music of drops on the rooftop is different <br />So the music of plummet on the leaves and window panes. <br />Life is awesomely distinctive at same phenomenon <br />How we receive it matters most. <br />A long trail on a narrow path in the woods in the downpour <br />refreshes the mind, <br />and a gushing stream calms down the scattering thoughts, <br /> How a river holds its mighty water and keeps the boundary...a mystery <br />Rain in midnight can mesmerize one, <br />Open the panes, and listen to its dark music, <br />and see how the weak beam of light trying to seep through the droplets.. <br />I feel rain is the symphony of nature with its own band <br />The dark clouds, the occasional deafening thunder, <br />Overburdened plummets, the quivering leaves, <br />The wet sparrows, the home coming cattle in the noon, <br />The tiny stars, splashy streams, overflowing rivulets <br />and finally the rainbow – the everlasting promise of God.<br /><br />Prakash P Koshy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/scattered-thoughts-in-a-rainy-day/
