Epiphany2 mins 14.5K 2 mins 14.5K
For the whole day the rain was coming in torrents,
The fast blooming breezes had now drifted the clouds
Towards the high blue peaks,
To make their feet fertile.
The sun had spread its golden glaze all around
And the surroundings were having a golden bath.
The last few suspended droplets created
Touching patterns In the vast blue expanse
And on the clear waters surrounded by green blends.
Far in the horizon, the dark grey shade of clouds
Was still threatening the golden beams.
The beams looked dull faced, but
Then a strong breeze blew again from the opposite side
And drifted the dark shades beyond Horizon.
The golden beams breathed a sigh of relief.
The gentle breezes filled the surroundings
With the fragrance of fruits and flowers,
The birds peeped through the trees holding their shaking nests.
The tree tops were dancing along with the gentle breezes
To the rhythm of life, the shades of Nature had changed.
That sad fluttering soul watched the changing moods of Nature,
Caressed the dark swaying curls and touched the face with its fluttering palms,
Which a while ago was caressed with the soft tiny pearls.
Its heart throbbed and danced to the rhythm of life.
Its bosom got filled with a new sense of life.
Never before it had seen such warmth in the surroundings.
Never before its heart was filled with such an exaltation.
It saw newness in the surroundings. It thought of the heights
Of skies and wanted to be a sun or star, who unchanged,
Change the whole sphere.
It was reborn in the nearness of nature, it thought
Of the springs ahead.
The fluttering soul gathered its roots and felt
A firm grip on the threshold of life and adopted
The changing moods of nature as its star
Which had filled its bosom with everlasting determination.