First Rains کے بول

i stood in the biggest house on the highest hill my arms in the air face to the sun content within my own not knowing the color of night on the horizon dark clouds billowed forth then the rains came down i shouted for joy as i always had but the rains did not stop my joy turned to horror the thunder clapped the lightening struck waters raised in the valleys below the innocent died the women cried currents destroyed everything but the biggest house on the highest hill at first i wept for day then i cursed the rain then i hated the name of the one who brought me pain for the first time i saw black in the abyss around me no longer did i love the sun but i wished to be one with the dark as i descended off my plank i could see my fickle heart between the white of foam and the waves of dark and the rains died down a new light after the rains came down