The poetry of a rain kissed dawn

The poetry of a fresh monsoon dawn

Rain-kissed sunlight, a veil of damp velvety dew

I run my fingers upon the strings of droplets along green young leaves

And I trail a song, of rain and sunshine…laughing upon wet earth

A symphony of stars, an unseen smile

Music flowing though my veins

The song of the universe

The monsoon song

From the summertime stolen, a note or two

A tune that lost its way

And found a song along its meandering wandering path

in between thoughts, when all is still and quiet

there’s bliss and absolute truth

still as a lake beneath the hill

clear as water in an untouched spring

there’s music inside that’s always playing

there’s a beautiful orchestra if you listen close

stop the chaos, the million voices, the noise within

filter the beauty from the mundane

it’s everywhere only if you stop to listen