Forever's Monsoons

 

 

 

That last day in the city,

Felt like a wrapper of emptiness –

Where were you? I looked out

But you, like the monsoons,

Had not yet arrived

 

I stared at empty skies

While you laughed from afar

As your echo reminded

Man awaits the Gods,

Never the other way round

 

There were just a few drops – a mizzle

A teaser that I had passed -

That my pilgrimage had just begun

In that shrine within the rains

Ah, forever’s monsoons –

 

Always there, pouring

In moments of eternity

You and I still entwined

In yesterday’s rains that never came

In tomorrow’s clouds that drift away…