Rain

a poem by Divya Ojha

The air is so refreshing as if all the childhood memories are coming back to me,
I once again feel enchanted and light.
No more of the worldly pains and wise.

I can smell the flowers in the valley and feel the dewed grass under my feet.
Tall trees give me shelter and the clear sky is my roof.
The cool breeze sweeps me off my feet, takes me for a dreamy tour.

Stepping on the clouds I greet the stars.
Back again I have the warmth of the ground.
Droplets start pouring, they scud along my cheeks, nose and eyes,
I drink it as a potion to a happy life,
I sing with the birds as the rainbow fits me just right for a ring.

Amaranth flower and an azure lake, what can be more divine.
I dive in quickly it’s the acme of joy,
Swimming like a fish I gather the pearls,
I can feel the currents, a sensuous touch,
As if the water is embracing me with a warm hug.

Don’t wake me up; I like to dream, of a better tomorrow, of a greener land.
I want to be there, I want to be free,
With a fragrant tiara placed on my head!