After a Very Bright Day, Comes the Rain

Joys and sorrows are the part and parcel of our lives. Sorrows are always followed by the joys but unlike the convention, the poem tells us exactly the opposite. It says that happiness is followed by sorrows, but one must not give up upon himself and must keep his faith in God. He must face all the odd situations instead of running away from them because in the end, the sunshine returns to consecrate our lives with brightness and warmth.

I stood under the vast sky,

With my arms wide open.

To welcome the chilling rain,

That doesn’t come so often.

The very morning I saw,

Cottony clouds in the sky,

Shimmering by the sunrays,

So ardently they would fly.

They took me to a distant island,

Raced the horses of my mind,

My imaginations mirrored in them,

I witnessed shapes of many kinds.

Suddenly the bright sun was gone,

Black clouds overpowered the white,

Like lions, roared the heavens,

And then, everything was quiet.

Rain started, so fierce and wild,

As if hitting everyone with a lash.

The sounds pierced through my ears

And I was shaken by this bash.

I looked out from the window,

It was dark, dull and dim.

Yet I stepped out of my house,

Ah! I felt the lash on my skin.

Raindrops hit me like bullets,

And the clattering hurt my ears,

But I stood with my arms open,

Though my eyes were in tears.

My thoughts held me motionless,

As the rain seeped into my cells,

But this mighty pain drained away,

When I heard the temple bells.

With all the worries miraculously gone,

I felt the supreme Almighty by my side,

I was filled with new confidence,

And so I moved ahead with a new pride.

Joys and happiness rushed through me,

And a wise thought struck my brain,

I understood the nature of our life,

That,‘after a very bright day, comes the rain.’