Twas one blissful morning of sky
Made many of the minds soar high,
Decided the dark clouds to ensemble
With orchestral thunder
And brilliant show of light did they assemble-
Caught a glimpse my eyes of the happenings
Ran I with my heart against the ribs pounding,
Jumped on the wetted fine sands of the Beach ashore
The very surrounding portrayed heaven’s galore-
As the music harmony began to drench their moodswings
Made merry filled hoi polloi dance to their swings,
Did the clouds shed their blues in heavy pour
The heavy blowing winds did silence thunder’s roar-
Of the Waves which could not hold their joy
Jumped high to reach the sky,
Of their eons of young memories lapsed
In the Waters when they wrestled frolicking children
And to the shore they collapsed-
By the wet feathers of joyous sparrow
Without the nature’s eye, the World’s but shallow,
In the unfathomed depth of gale, did the Sea on my face splashed
And in those beautiful comatose state did all the problems of life thrashed-
In its grandeur did the nature cure my monsoon blues
And led my hands to the life’s hidden clues,
Years of memories were shed as mourning
As under the Coconut tree I began to pen “A Monsoon Morning”!!!
