Body cooling rains bathed me, under the charcoal canopy -

   From my chin the storm drips, like leaves that fall from a tree -

   In puddles I leap, as if I once again were three -

   Winds whispering in my ear, "like me, you are free" -

   Come with me ...

    Come with me ...

     This storm too, will crawl towards the turbulent sea -

     They all seem to lose their power eventually -

     Nevermind the umbrella, nevermind the wet feet -

   Allow the summer rains to bathe you, continuously.



      written  by  me... ..