True Calling
True Calling


A gentle lull envelopes my being
as I inhale rain-soaked earth
watch drops from heaven
come rushing gushing splashing
they dance like a mermaid
on river bed on vistas of parched land
on big small puddles
and on the sprawling arena of sand
a quaint longing
incites to spread wings and fly
soar higher and touch the sky
the drama that ensues ...
tightens its grip
stealthily captivates my modest being
I slowly come to realize
freedom is my true calling
an effortless journey...
from watching the raindrops pour to mingling with downpour
hones strings of memories relating to life's prime
detailing transitions in the game of life
where pain and pathos vacate stage
leave mirth and happiness to rule and shine.