Beside the down street from grass,
Under side of the fly over bridge,
Counting the pretty cement bricks
On the wall of bridge side in hope,
Near the wild flower shrub and joy,
Tiny bubbles are formed of new love.
The moderate rain has intensified,
The flow of muddy stream is bubbled,
Still the drops of grace fall from sky,
Watery road has become mirror of roll,
Reflection allows to watch own face,
Angelic raindrops dance in middle.
This rainy stream is flowing ahead
In search of a big stream to join hands,
So that it can unite with river to flow,
To reach up to ocean and merge within,
To recycle life again with wind to cloud,
And to fall down again on this road,
To flow once again a a new stream,
In the eternal way of change and formation,
Stream of rainy roll continuously sings.
© Kumarmani Mahakul,12 August 2018. All rights reserved.