UP & ABOVE

The unseasonable rain.

The drops fell from up & above,
It felt like a first-sighted love.

I pity the people who could not witness,
As they were so caught up in their own damn business.

It felt like a gracious gift from the heavens,
As if the creator himself gave the key to his ravens.

It made for a magical day that fall,
Kickstarted our dreams that were on stall.

Majestic,miraculous,magical,what should I say?
The day was sweeter than the smell of clay.

Gloominess took a walk,sorrows were none,
The dusk was filled with jubilance and fun.

Worldly pleasures seemed oddly inadequate,
People for a moment,put a break on their resentment & hate.

But the night sky was blank as a blackboard,
The stars hid themselves as if a lion had roared.

I began to contemplate as if this was a sign,
That we should write our stories no matter how benign.

This day made me realize,
That no matter the downfall,we shall always rise,
Rise,rise above above stress and rise above strain,
Because there is something far greater that we need to gain.

Reminded me about life's eccentric yet beautiful flow,
The drops that fell from up & above.