A Confession To The Wind

A prose

Dear Wind,

It's been so long since we met and became friends.
No, I mean, you became my friend and treated you as the best.
I really mean it. You don't know how I was thankful
for that friendship that we had. I idolized you
and valued every word from you.
I was asking myself if what's wrong in being a friend.
I cried for so many hours, days, weeks and months
and like a fool, I dreamed that someday I'll see you
in this small world of ours.
That time, I was calling you Rain,
for every time I remember your name or the picture of you in my mind,
there comes a heavy downpour here in my heart.
But you've been so cold-hearted.
I died.

But somehow, an angel came and brought me to life once again.
He said his name is Rain. I learned so many
lessons from him. And oh, I was surprised with the truth about rain-
that it doesn't always mean pain. It can heal. It can wash the soul.

So I realized your name shouldn't be Rain.
That's why now I shall call  you Wind...

Author's Note

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful and gentle thoughts in the poetry.
"So I realized your name shouldn't be Rain.
That's why now I shall call you Wind..."
I liked how you led to the above ending. Thank you dear Poet for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Dhaye]

Thanks so much.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[falling_toxic_rain]

Wow I read this...and thought to myself...I can relate to some extent...for me personally...
nice write

[Dhaye]

Thank you so much for the kind words.

[Sami Khalil]

We can see friendship in so many ways and be friends even with nature and the natural elements. This was very unique and creative...:)

[Dhaye]

Thanks, Sami. Nice take on my poem. :)

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...Any time...:)

[SHEEMA HUQ]

A unique and enviable relationship, you seem to have cultivated here, very well done!

[Dhaye]

Thanks, Sheema. :)

[AYVID N]

When we begin to take our adversities in such a thoughtful way, thr road to enlightment starts shining ahead. Superb write Dhaye!

[Dhaye]

Thanks, Divya. :)

[Tom]

Sometimes a little rain must fall for the flowers to bloom !

A beautiful free spirited poem !

[Dhaye]

Thanks, Tom. :)