Inspiration Divine
The pitter patter of rain broke my reverie Never did I feel more carefree A leg propped on pillow and movement restricted In the restriction I found the solace I coveted The trees greener and the sky azure I longed to observe and treasure The hush of the nature and the rush of the passer by The birds that fly high The little puppy howling and the old man under the canopy The muddy sidewalk and the colours in virgin panoply A realization came to me It rains often but never could I see The intricacies of the world stage For I had been caught in my chimeric cage I did not have the time or so I said Could not fathom what I had and what fled Even the words are not mine They only come out when I get an inspiration divine