On a normal working Tuesday,
Baths taken and clothes worn,
Prepped up to go and listen to the master’s teachings,
Mother Nature was against it I guess,
As she flared and changed the colours on her face,
She became darker than usual and sent the wind who was whistling happily all around the world,
A cold and beautiful morning,
With the soothing smell of rain spreading all around our senses and spirits,
Time for sleep-my brain deciphered,
The downpour came in heavy manners,
Like bottled up feelings,
Awaiting exposure at the slightest release.