Staring outside only to see what I had in me

Water drops from the heavenly skies,

Washing away all misery,

Falling in glory...

I'm sitting in an auto,

Shielding my identity,

Armed with an umbrella...

I frown when I see

The drowned roads

And downing transports...

Water screaming out its prominence,

Stuck in a traffic jam,

I look at a black car's bonnet,

And suddenly I'm lost

In the mystical world of ocean,

The drops of water swim gracefully

Across the black vastness,

As though I saw

Tadpoles swimming swiftly in water depths...

When I saw the ground,

It's was a mirror,

Reflections everywhere: two worlds' simultaneous existence...

I can't help but smile...

And somehow I see myself completely,

And become aware of the world inside me...

Insecurities resurface,

But vanish with another drop of rain,

For I feel marvelled

By the beauty that surrounds me...

And I laugh at my childish groans and wails...

I'm enlightened to realise: 

When one comes in understanding with oneself,

What lies outside hardly matters...