Beautiful Ewer

In the tranquillity of the night

A little girl sits impersonating the night

As if reborn she elates the stillness

Mind is nought

But a beautiful ewer

She asks the wind

Why do I ache at times?

The wind answers

Ache is partly my fault

You see I feel the need to gale

Some places are adverse in the vault

Some places are filled with vitality

I am chosen to balance

She asks the sleeping insects

Are you asleep?

The insects’ answer in unison

Are you serious with your quiz?

At this time of the night?

She smiles and turns inside

The dancing curtains

The dim light

Night after night

Watching the little girl

Struggle

Watching the little girl

Progress

For a while of silence

And then…

She asks the clouds

Does it hurt when the season turns to rain?

When all those lightning is conceived by you?

The clouds smile and asks her back

Does it hurt when the season turns to rain?

When all those lightning is conceived by you?

She smiles and turns inside

Dancing little girl

Light within her

Sometimes dim

Sometimes bright

A while of silence

Turns to silence forever…

SHADOWS ET REFLECTIONS




I see a well grounded rain tree...


Standing tall n strong;


This rain tree is just a rain tree...


It knows not to be some other tree;


Rain, wind n storm...
Can withstand any kind of weather;


"Do you complain ?" i ask...

"when the going gets rough on you..."

"Do you scream n howl in pain...
Just as i do in rough times ?"


"I hear the rustle in the leaves...
Is that a scream of Joy or Pain ?"


    "For, I do not know...

               if the rustle...


            is caused because of the wind or...


                     because they voice out your feelings ?"



The rain tree is just a rain tree...


Standing strong n tall...


Is amused by these questions...


Gives a warm smile,

                      says to me...
"You surely have a lot of questions to ask, eh ?"


"I know not what you say of Pain;


               I know not what you say of complain;


                          Only one thing sounds familiar to me...
and that is Joy"

"I hear you everyday,

        
but know not what troubles you...


         Would you like to join me...


              In the Joy that my leaves display ?


                  Come be with me today...


                      For today is a day to be a Rain Tree."



"Come join me in this lovely feeling;


           of being watched...           

                 not only by you,
but also by the one who created me."


"Both He n I giggle n laugh at times...


watching you struggle thru the storm.


Let it flow thru you to experience the Joy.


Let it pass by you while you become the watcher.


Let yourself be...


Then you too will hear the rustle;


within every strand of your hair...


And you will know that it is just Pure Joy."



This rain tree is just a rain tree...
It knows not to be some other tree.