Countless pearls of rain splashed…
As if droplets of multifarious hues
fell on my forehead, eyes-lashes, orifice…
overwhelmed, unfolded its colors;
A matrix, a flux, a rainbow on my canvas.
Like a flowing river I lie
Under the Aashad sky
my thirst to quench with more and more....
And yet never, never a single bead
Rain upon my parched lips!
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