In the Rain

Cool trails on my forehead , my neck
Trailing down, leaving a burn in their wake
Open eyes, staring out into the distance
As if time were of the consequence
As if the rising sun would never dawn
A deep breath and the feeling returns
A crystal that would shatter on touch
Rests in the line of vision of the eye
The world seen as a blur, but magnified
Somehow seems so much more purified
Till a blink and the miracle is gone
Replaced with the cold truth, cold draught
Swirls around and leaves in it's wake
A moment lost, a feeling returned
A trip back into the reality of this world.

Sreedevi.