Thursday, May 7, 2009

The Waterfall

The Waterfall Poem

droplets springing smoothly,

slowly down they fall.

But to there suprise,

they are carried up again.

Was I that heard,

this soundful shower.

That carried on,

Throughout the hour.

When that day comes,

When the water stops.

Inside my mind,

The water still drops.


This is one of the myriad waterfalls that one encounters in the mountains around Karwar in the Monsoons - rainy season... 

Its time that we had the monsoons, as water sources everywhere are drying fast, and the sweltering heat is taking its toll...