September 4, 2015

The air rapidly cools. The wind blows, and the smell of the waiting earth Fills the air, as The first heavy raindrops fall. Soon (monsoon) it’s a heavy downpour Washing the dust off the leaves, Muddying the roads… My heart swells with emotion As I come out of my home To stand in the street, Face turned up to the clouds Letting the rain soak my face. The monsoon touches a place deep in my heart. My longing for the rain, too, is washed away. I think love is like the monsoon; Little acts of affection Nourish the yearning heart Wash away the pain of many small hurts, And make joy bloom into smiles Of pure, deeply-felt joy.