LOST AND FOUND

as i sit here
by my window
gazing
at the clouds outside
busy
conducting
a complete orchestra,
as if
and hurling innumerable
little pebbles
all at once
to create endless ripples
over the surface of the pond!
the clouds weeping
to their heart’s content.
as i to mine.

the rain came on
with renewed vengeance
its waxing
and waning
coinciding
so well
with my inner turmoil...

the raindrops spattering outside
sounding suddenly
like the hooves
of a million horses
all marching
in unison...

the clouds seemed
to be bending
under their own weight -
those pregnant clouds
relieved at last,

delivered
while i wished
i could have
myself
released
with the same ferocity...

the clouds gave
a thunderous applause,

when the rainbow adorned
the naked sky
at last...

after all its usual dwellers
deserted it -
the moon, the stars, the sun

and finally
even the clouds...