I am not dismayed at pauses…
Neither at intervals
In fact, it’s the ecstatic silence between stanzas that I cherish…
I am also not dismayed at good byes
That those bound to reconnect shall…
I am the ***** who, often circles back to the beginning
Like the rain that came all unexpected
The rain that strayed out of its time
The rain that seeps longings into heart
The rain that arrived unexpected,
But not unwanted…
Jan 31
Jan 31, 2026 at 11:45 AM UTC
I am not dismayed at pauses…
Neither at intervals
In fact, it’s the ecstatic silence between stanzas that I cherish…
I am also not dismayed at good byes
That those bound to reconnect shall…
I am the ***** who, often circles back to the beginning
Like the rain that came all unexpected
The rain that strayed out of its time
The rain that seeps longings into heart
The rain that arrived unexpected,
But not unwanted…
