Every time it rains and the sky goes blue
what is that bizarre hunch that takes over you?
Do you want a cup of tea to look at the splendor of sky
or do you want a shoulder to let it out and cry?
If you’re rapt,  you’ll see the sky is rapt too
the rain showers in the month of June will appear to be new.
But if you’re in the agony of mind, you’ll see the cloud’s cry
over the reminiscence of what went wrong, for every grieving goodbye.
But no matter what it is, the rain shower will come to an end
just like your vehemence, be it sorrow or buoyant.
-Abhyomi