In the heart of the rain.

Nineteen. Forty. Seven

I saw light shining in the heart of the rain,
The moon fought great clouds in the heart of the rain.

We rise – always in hope that we will not fall,
Even though there is beauty in the heart of the rain.

Our eyes allow us to see, but they also speak to me,
Heavy with untold stories thriving in the heart of the rain.

Saffron stained hands clutched olive stained breaths leaving lungs,
As Jerusalem declared it’s love for Srinagar in the heart of the rain.

Your soul flutters at the centre of this unending storm,
Maybe it wrote its sweet stories in the heart of the rain.

The river cried out it’s melancholic song in the night,
The light echoed back verses of love in the heart of the rain.

The lion slept in African plains who cradled him in their arms,
As the sheep learnt to…

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Author: gogwit

One foot in Sanity, the other in the adjoining parish, usually in the vicinity of the boundary between the two but sometimes straying into the main square of either and very occasionally taking occupation of the Town Hall...

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