And I Thanked… Poem by Satarupa Rudrapal

I cursed the rain
For pouring down for hours
And flooding every corner.
I cursed the wind
For tearing through my house
And destroying all my flowers
I cursed the night
For falling like a net
And chaining me to my parlour.

Then You entered,
And I thanked the rain
For bringing you to my parlour
And I thanked the wind
Because it made you ask for cover.
And I thanked the night
Because it helped me hide my desire.
And finally,
I thanked You for holding onto me for ever.