My life from the rains to the snows and...

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While writing these few lines
and walking amidst the snows
i suddenly have all the yearnings
for the rains...

Around me a pale sun
and stilled out trees
flakes pouring a pile

here and there around..

thats the winter country
living in, i realise how

i have forgotten my
own beloved rains...

and how in another world

they come bringing with them

joy and sound, green and peace,
playing with clouds and lightening in the sky..

none of that here...
in this snow country
no rains only flakes
no green only white...

Somebody once told me
that heaven is perhaps like this
he hadn't seen the rains
born in a winter country..

and left me wondering

how heaven n bliss, never being there

yet differ in imageries we know...

and keep knowing and changing thus..

while writing these lines
walking through the snows
looking at the trees

stilled by incessant flakes

travelling and yearning

for green and beloved rains...
born in a rain country
walking now in a snow country..

dying ...who knows which country? :)

~:)