Epiphany

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.