my moment of solitude, this moment of rain,
silence ventriloquist, and the initial aroma,
touches the earth, with love and ardour,
the fragrance that dwells in this divine aqua,
I envisage at the splenduour of God’s envision,
this drizzle, this rejoice, the freshness, the culmination,
frankinsence of love, the ecstasy imprisoned,
soaking in rain, profundity of my imagination,
this night so dark, yet so brilliant, so effulgent,
luminiscent my soul, an emblem of glee,
the trees that embrace, this state of seduction,
the mystical liberty, mythical, the sense to be free,
I am immersed in rain, wash my torments,
falling on my self, playin with the air–fragrant,
wash my sins, subject my sighs to erosion,
erotic prognostication, majestic navigation,
a wolrd of merry, delightful predicitons,
travelling with this rain, to a zone of oblivion,
abone these shrines, this earth, domains of agination,
to a world of joys, radiance, self satisfaction.
(c)
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