I stand in my lonely balcony
wanting some solitude and calm,
Hoping that the wondrous nature
acts as a soothing balm.
I give a sigh as I stand there
soaking in her serenity,
Our selfishness has made us forget her-
Oh ! It's such a great pity.
Then as if hearing my woes
the sky changes its hues by the hiding sun,
A dazzling light streaks with a roar
and the heavy grey clouds burst open.
From them drop million glittering pearls :
falling on my face first,
Then my hands and my whole being-
as if to quench my soul's thirst.
The rain flows down my body
washing away all the gloom,
I feel like a bird about to fly,
I feel like a flower about to bloom.
We strive to hoard materialistic things:
in them we try to find happiness,
When in fact the joy obtained from mother nature
on no account is less.