Have you heard the rain falling?
Have you seen when the water dropped?
Have you ever imagined the sound?
What does it sound like?
Have you ever imagined the meaning of the water?
I know, you haven't.
That is why I writing to you.
I have written this poem for you.
I dedicate it to you via your imagination.
I dedicate it to you via your thoughts.
I want you to hear that sound of Euphoria.
Eat it in its raw form.
Rainfall or water drops.
All mean the same.
But they communicate different meanings.
They can also communicate different sounds via their meanings.
Each sound or meaning with its step.
I did not make it so.
It was not my own making.
But it was Mother Nature.
And remember that Nature is the habit of the Creator.
The Creator with its own unique Identity.
For rainfall or water drops.
All mean the same.
But they communicate different meanings.
They can also communicate different sounds via their meanings.
Each sound or meaning with its steps.
This is made possible.
Because it is heard in their souls.
Which can be visible only to those,
Who has such gifts?
I have written this poem for you.
Know her, that you may know me.
Know me, that you may know her.
For my poem and I are one.
The visible, invisible Poet.