Monday, April 5, 2010

Divine rain

I have capacity to hold my pain.
Sincere heart, but not smart brain.
Life is topsy turvy like Himalayan
To climb it’s not so easy, smooth or plain.

To love means to lose all
To never again gain,
So don’t think, feel it
It is divine rain.

Sun and moon are wheels of time.
Creating movement in moments prime,
For day and night is not good rhyme
Yet to rise and set join Deep-one’s chain.

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