Silent yet spirited, there began a race;
It was a race far beyond our space,
A race to offer comfort and solace.
It began with a silent gunshot...
With each of them breaking into a steady trot;
Heaving and sighing all the way...
Eager to reach first at the end of the day.
With hope in their eyes and fear left in skies...
They surrendered to the gravity of love...
Rushing and gushing forwards as the spirits rise..
Lolling and falling from the feet of czar far above.
There i was standing oblivious to the wonder that is about to unfold
Caught in my own world of thoughts running in directions manifold...
And then it woke me from my ethereal slumber...
As i watch its siblings fall to the earth and turn umber;
As the muddy redolence pervades the air...
And as the tippy petals stumble under the weight..
I realised that this is the Rainy season's flair;
And it dawned upon me that its time to celebrate.
