The Rains

 May 03, 2019

The rains



Heavenly gracious harmony
of beats on repeat of the delightful rains
of this February end exuding tinge of cold.
Unexpected now! my heart told.
Wrapped me underneath the warmth
against the pitter-patter outside the whole day
Left my heart in awe to say.
But.
Maybe it’s the last goodbye.
Maybe it’s your love of gift for me.
Or maybe you want me to understand
something deeper and beyond
about rising and falling in life.
To rise up to the best of all possibilities
and when time gives a last knock at the door.
Fall upon subtly gracefully
Without remorse or fears,
without hurts or tears.
This day, something like the
world can remember forever and always.

– Arun Bahadur Gurung

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