This moment, so silent
And heavy
Yet empty in all measures
A prejudice it could be
But when everything you prayed for
Turns this plain
Off from all colors
Enriched with nothing
But Dullness
A black space around you
You trying to fidget
With whatever could possibly
Bring the rainbow
May be the clouds are yet to shed
Their weight on to us
Ahead of time
May be rainbows are waiting
But!
How does one believe in droplets
To be there
To showcase the rainbow
When clouds are darker than black
I see myself a single point
On the graph of life
Coming to one high at this point and striking the horizontal next
And gathering and mustering
Again to next high
Wow!
Isn’t that philosophical!