Misty Morning whispers into her ears..
With the drops of love pouring from heaven!!
The thirsty were beings..The thirsty was life,
And now rejoices all, abundant shower!!

Her vision at clouds, high above-
Towards infinity, she marches forward,
The due Sunshine along with the lazy fog.
Creates the beauty of the lovely paradox.

Struggle and breaths are such ongoing process.
Inseparable; as two entangled souls..
In eternal romance as the time passes by
Making love to become one whole.

The thoughts play on the field of mind.
As the rains pour from the unknown skies.
She is so still and yet making a journey.
With the nature as her only ally.