Silver droplets on my courtyard
A pocket full of rainbows on my porch
The rain washed greenery soothing my eyes
A cup of steaming coffee,a favourite book
Sounds of thunder, random sparks of lightning
A little bit lonesome a little bit cloudy
But it’s ok
But it’s fine
I sit on that old wood chair on the patio,sipping the magic potion thinking of a hundred things many …
Watching the rain shower outpouring in its full glory, drenching everything it can vanquish
I summarise my journey romancing with the monsoon torrents ,fully cherishing until now but pondering about the real purpose of life …. Is it still necessary ??
Picture added from Google image.