As I sit and watch the morning rain,
it’s torrential pour drenching this plane –
the green of trees is translucent now,
leaves quiver in the shower's erotic touch.

In the darkness of clouds still laden 
heavy  with the world’s bottled emotions -
they have to wrench out of their heart 
old love, to feel refreshed for a new start.

A crow hidden in the tree, afraid of light;
youthful Mynas hop my balcony astride,
first I see one then I seek another -
both drenched, they quiver in the drizzle.

Their meek twitter now gains momentum 
to take on a world coming into light -
gossamer sun beams swathing my mind,
enmesh my thoughts to begin to write.

The crow now dashes out of the tree,
swoons on a plate on a roof in front of me, making the nibbling Myna fly away –
why would it wish usurp a scared crow
who’s out to claim his place in the world.

It’s shimmering light all around now,
on a far terrace pigeons hopping astride
as the sun comes out in its steady glow -
threatening to veil the lingering clouds.

In which an airplane glides in and out
as if cutting through peaks and troughs -
for Sun’s ascension, clearing the pathway
in which a white pigeon is soaring high.

Two crows huddle together on a rooftop,
allopreening their life-ravaged feathers -
pigeons watch the Twinflame push-pull 
of  two lovers from several past lifetimes.

One crow, scared and hopping away,
after a short time of intense loving -
while the other looks shell shocked, hurt, ignores till the errant chooses to return.

I watch in awe recognising their play,
conforming to the theory of TwinFlames -
from the Tarmac of my wisdom of life,
Love or Death don’t come if you beckon it.
 
The sun is by now bright, and also soft, 
as I sit on my balcony with my thoughts -
the steady shower has uplifted my soul
to a spiritual plane for an exalted takeoff.

— Shuvashree

PS: this poem, other than the rain, is also inspired by this article I read about Twin flames: https://medium.com/@createhappymedita...



“If you can't explain it simply, you don't understand it well enough.”
—- Albert EinsteinMy sketch…crow evolution through several lives

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