The first few drops
Fell on my face
As I was speeding on my bike
The sky still looked almost clear
And there was not much signs
of an impending rain..
Then there was a breeze
Cold and refreshing..
The sun hid itself behind the clouds
The dust on the path flew up twirling..
The breeze got stronger
The leaves of the trees on
Both sides of my path started dancing faster..
There was a sudden flight of a pack of birds
There was few more rain drops and this time hitting stronger
Then all of a sudden,
The wind got stronger
The droplets fell thick and heavy
The intoxicating smell of the first rain
Hitting the loose earth below
Pierced my nose and all my senses
I slowed down my bike to catch
All the smells, the droplets, the cold wind
The flying leaves,
The chirping of the birds,
The growing darkness..
The fragrance of the first summer rain...
The rain lashed heavily
Blinding my eyes,
Water dripped down by dress
Sending the cold chill through my spine..
Refreshing and Energising at the same time
The road became clean
With the run off..
The ensuing scenery became greener
Little streams formed and giggled
Down the drains...
I slowly cycled forward
Not caring to take a shelter
For I cherished to be wet
In the summer rain..
Which was bringing back
Nostalgic memories
Of childhood..
The song of the rain lingering
And the bike seemed to like the rain
As its master who floated
With the rain...
Immersed in the music of the rain..