Here Rain Falls
Here, rain falls,
Throughout the year.
Air and water,
Are very dear.
Plants thrive
Thousands in number.
Here, nothing
Is grave or sombre.
Day and night,
Are ever equal.
Here peace drips
On us all,
From ether as dew,
It does fall.
Here, the earth
Licks the sky,
Rivers laugh thru
The mountain high.
Here, souls don't
Forget their path,
In midst of foggy
Doubt and wrath.
Here, love loses,
Never heart.
Pigeon bliss,
Doesn't get apart.
poem by Nilakshi Das
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