The Song Of A Rain Cloud – My Poem

The Song of a Rain Cloud

I’m a dark rain cloud in the boundless sky

Pouring out rain wherever I pass by;

I move gently, swayed by the evening breeze,

Past the gardens, streams, and mountains with ease.

 

I was born without a dad or a mom;

I don’t have a name or a concrete form;

I give myself to make the flowers bloom;

To quench your thirst, I dismantle my plume.

 

I know no predefined path or a map;

As rain, I allow myself to unwrap;

When I lose my form, I persist to be

As every drop in every deep, wide sea.

 

I’m in every drop of water you drink;

Through the morning dew drops, I smile and wink;

Of the watery blood that fills your heart,

A dead old rain cloud is also a part!

–  Shanmugam. P