Raindrops

Raindrops falling on the window panes

Creating melodies for the ears

I see images looking at me

Some far, some near

Some laughing

Others looking sad

I rub the glass

Everything vanishes.

I see only

Transparency and floating clouds

I ask myself

Am I not like the rain drops!

No identity, no will of their own

Sky is their master

Earth the receptacle

They ask no questions

Make the soil living

The seeds sprout and the lush green

 Leaves spring out.

Slowly and steadily

The plant grows into a tree

Laden with fruit

For others to eat.

Everything is happening

On its own

Though we think

Each one of us is a doer

We are unaware of

The perfection of nature.

The sun, the moon, the stars, the streams

The animals, birds and plants

All are mirrors

Reflecting the great beauty of the unknown.

Life goes on moment by moment

Memories linger in the heart

I see the rainbow

Across the hills.

The sun peeps from the clouds

The tiny rays of light

Make the raindrops shine

Like sparkling diamonds.

I start dancing

Oblivious of everything

But aware of my own self.