seeking parallels!

the sky is today untamed
behind the clouds lies thunder
thunder that roars like the majestic lion
only it is in the vast wilderness of spaces, flying.
unrefined and running amok
i
t had poured the whole of last night
the rain had lashed furiously at the trees
they had groaned
and I had kept awake
while the mind was reeling
continuously weaving images
of the vast dark greys that hovered
lucidity of my thoughts
submerged within
the sound of falling rain.

now as the hours have spent themselves
staring into the sky
the clouds seem thinner and more veil like
though the roar is still there
only merged with the sound of the jet
That’s slicing through them
The clouds
one sound drowned in another
my mind seeks parallels now

like huge bales of cotton
they have been piled up in the western horizon...
the unseen hand is at it again
letting the sun rain down
its amber like beams this time
droplets of water glitter like rhinestones
on a foliage that’s so precious its like that awesome glittery gown
made from the fine rays of the sun
and the drops of water that remain in the air
the kind that only The Divine can create

the rain fairy has begun to wave her wand
the rainbow is here
so is that warmth!
a smile begins to slowly form...

Mother let me swim

Mother

Mother let me swim within the warm waters of your womb again.
Let me into the dark cavern of love.
Mother I know I must have caused you
much discomfort and much pain
But I came without any plans of my own.
You must have lain endless nights
without winks of sleep
while I slumbered within you, so deep.
You must have patiently held your hips
yet I am sure you had a smile on your lips.
O Mother knowing all this
I still would like to be within within that maternal world of bliss.
”How often, mom, you must have thought “when will be the end of this long wait?”,
mother I got to tell you this
“I too longed to be with you with baited breath.”
And then when you gently delivered me to the world
mamma, I came without the slightest of protests.
You were always concerned
I did not seem like the other infants.
I was your blue -eyed girl with pale brown curls
And soft white skin your child, a part of your kin
I was that little dream that had lain in your eyes
ever since you began to dream your self!