I had once met a colourful rain.. 

Somewhere in the forgotten pages of my time.. 

And I let it colour my soul from all sides.. 

Probably bcoz I had hoped it to be all mine... 

 

What it did to me,  was a magical stroke.. 

A barren desert was turned into a heart of gold... 

Each drop of its colours poured life into my deprived soul... 

And a never ending thirst was quenched by an ocean across the world ... 

 

And life turned beautiful... 

As beautiful as the morning dews,  when over the fresh leaves, they shine... 

I knew it was all about the colourful rain I met ... 

Somewhere in the forgotten pages of my time..