The clouds have gathered in the sky with the air the earth flows

The breath I take smells of the rose that has blossomed today

The heavens are azure and the wind whispers through the leaves

Crickets have stopped their bands

Each leaf knows the time

And the moment when it will fall

But it still waits for the lark

Which is yet to come

Oft this happens in this land

Where the water is still blue like the moon of the fortnight

Slowly the trail starts with the streaks in the clouds

A silence grips the living

And the immortals chant a prayer

The first drop leaves its imprint as an acceptance of the ritual

The gale sweeps all out of the vacuum and suddenly everything is awashed by the heavenly bliss

Its going to rain again…

Photo taken with my Nokia Mobile Phone…