Thoughts after a thunderstorm..

it was a mid summer's thunderstorm.. sometime in july... as the darkness of the clouds fought with the fading daylight.. to engulf the hills around my small apartment.. and as i looked out, it began.. my favourite part of the rainy season.. the rain.... and while i wondered abt a gazzillion trivial things.. these thoughts came across..

so here goes..

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Staring at the window..
Watching small worlds pelting down
Each one making its own path
On its long journey to join the others
And some stay back on the glass
Glittering like tiny far away stars
Throwing out a million colours
Till it passes on to come back
As another drop on another journey
The grass greener, the earth softer..
The trees stronger and flowers fresher
With the drops inside them
Exchanging love for life
As the drops keep coming
From thundering skies
And yet when their home is no more
And the heaven can be seen
It brings down on the earth
A purpose that has been

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where's my purpose... ???