It rained so..

It rains each year, yet when was the last I heard it rain?

No matter how hard it rains,each drop travels the same way.
Drops dance in air and land in earth, good bye did they say.

No matter how big a mansion is, drops refuse to stay.
Ripple is - the house, the space, the gap of life and dying away.

Move out of the glass house, step on the moist earth,
Hear it rain, see it rain , smell the rain,
nature is telling you a story,
if only you stopped that engine and called the day a day !

Rise of a Fall

The fall giggling down
crushed stones underneath
and landed silently
in the heart of a stream
leaving behind a smooth
trail, for people
to shoot at -
the eternal flow of life.