Elio Guarisco

[tokovan]

Drops of Water After the Rain
After waves of heavy rain and mist
Drops of water continue slowly
To fall from the dark green leaves
Of the big trees next to the window
Of my meditation room
After waves of love for Rada
Have swept the mind of Khrishna
Tears falls from his eyes slowly
But continuously.

***

Manjnukatilla
From the veranda
I watch the Yamuna swollen with monsoon rain
Flow slowly
A herd of buffalos float for a long while
In the middle of the river
Transported by the current
Now, they turn back
And remain for a while
Suspended in the water
Then without hurry return to the shore
Beyond the river banks
Grass fields extend to the edge of
A light green forest
A gentle breeze mitigate
The scorching heat
Falcons, crows, and doves twirl looking for food
Their flight subdued by the afternoon sun
The movement within calm
She would love to witness
Myself alone is to enjoy the moment
But she is all I perceive
The peace of the buffalos
The ripples of the water
The green of the nature
The heat
The gentle breeze
The falcon flying

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Unceasing Rain
Unceasing rain
Pounds fields
Already heavy with water
Never ending thoughts of her
Pound my heart
Already sore with the pain
Of not seeing her