Sometimes you are timid
scattering like petals, put from above;
romancing the leaves
them playfully drenching.

Sometimes you are fierce
spurting thunder and lightning all around;
turning into ashes
them at your sight.

Sometimes you are like tears
flowing from eternity; calm.
you wash away the bitterness
and all the pain.

From where you get these timeless shades;
Born out of the master's mind above?

--Priya Pramod