After the long spell of summer,
If the sky burst out in violent rains;
Let yourself bathe fully like the trees
And feel the chill on your cheeks and palms,
As drops of grace from the Universe.

After the long spell of eclipse,
If the dark soul of sky is enlightened;
Let yourself float in and mingle with the light
And feel in your eyes the overflowing beams,
As drops of bliss from the Universe.

After the long spell of low ebb,
If the Sea is tossed with the high tide;
Cut the anchor and set your life-boat totally free
And feel within your mind the tremendous thrill,
As drops of boon from the Universe.

After the long spell of hopeless night,
If Love lits up the cocoon with bright rays;
Let your heart bloom like the sleepy petals
And feel in your veins the flow of this nectar,
As a favour and gift of the Universe.

We are here to strive and thrive
Let time be stiff but We'll survive.

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