On a rainy day when the clouds are thick,
charged with lightning, I love
to sit by the roots of the banyan tree,
hear the echoing rumble of thunder, feel the sparks
tickling my toes, my hair a shadow
of the peacock weather-vane, my mind chiselled
like a quarter moon, floating aimlessly
between raindrops, watching them, slow motion,
feeling the tear in every drop,
as they fight to hold together,
smiling in downward flight.
On a rainy day when the oblique sun
wages war on the squall overhead, sun
and squall each claiming parcels of the air,
I sit under my umbrella listening
to the pattering of rats' feet in the field of my mind.
I watch them, torpid, clawing at each other
like life and death.
On a day such as this, the weatherman announces gladly
the sparkle trapped in raindrops.
charged with lightning, I love
to sit by the roots of the banyan tree,
hear the echoing rumble of thunder, feel the sparks
tickling my toes, my hair a shadow
of the peacock weather-vane, my mind chiselled
like a quarter moon, floating aimlessly
between raindrops, watching them, slow motion,
feeling the tear in every drop,
as they fight to hold together,
smiling in downward flight.
On a rainy day when the oblique sun
wages war on the squall overhead, sun
and squall each claiming parcels of the air,
I sit under my umbrella listening
to the pattering of rats' feet in the field of my mind.
I watch them, torpid, clawing at each other
like life and death.
On a day such as this, the weatherman announces gladly
the sparkle trapped in raindrops.
I say quite definitely that every person must stand alone.
- Lobsang Rampa
- Lobsang Rampa
Celestine [Celo] Kulagoe (20th century) Solomon Islands
Source: Lleu's website
Source: Lleu's website
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