Rain Poem by Neela Nath Das

A lengthy cloud was above my head.
Giving me comfort under its shade.
I thought crossing it I might reach
To the destination of life's beach.
I ran and ran, but didn't cross it.
It was hovering above, barring heat.
But, it could pour rain any time on me,
So I ran fast along the vast lea.
Amazingly, I couldn't pass the cloud.
It shaded itself with a light shroud,
A semidarkness covered the land around.
A gust of wind made a whirl I found.
The leakage of the cloud was pouring rain.
The heat and dust were running thru the drain.