As I get drenched by the pelting showers of monsoon rains.. I wonder ..
What could be this rain, this lightening and thunder ..
Is the rain a tear .. from the eyes of the sky ..
Or are the clouds fighting .. on the plains so high ..
Is the thunder a spark from the clashing swords ..
That the clouds might use to fight .. instead of the words ..
Are the gods safe .. in their abodes, above all this unrest ..
Or is the conflict putting their patience to the test ..
Then I suddenly realise .. that this morning
The earth too was fuming .. felt as if something sinister was brewing ..
She's also seemed a bit agitated .. inside her, the lava of anger seething ..
She has every reason to be furious..
Her tenants have gone berserk .. they've made wholesale modifications ..
Brutally plundered her resources .. oblivious to her aspirations ..
The gods must be wary of the earth's fury .. her ululation ..
Could the rains have been the gods' way of accession ..
On behalf of her tenants .. and to douse the flames of irritation,
showers of rain could be a part of sedation,
Perhaps an interim solution ..
a sacred ritual .. solemnisation!!
Monday, April 21, 2008
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i am so synched with this write........very well put forth....
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