The raindrops do not make noise
Only thunder claps even in the calmness.
Shelter and rain play hide and seek
Yes, rain can become a new reality
Celebrating Tihar
But wait for the time
Do not drench in the rain without any purpose.
The raging mind has its fire;
Let it burn.
Should it douse later like a ball of ashes?
When there is no light
Your heart's cavity fights with the hope.
The masonry of art is in the moment.
All that has to be done is flickering still,
Flickering still in the rain.