Poem – Clouds – Mirabai 

Clouds – 

I watched as they ruptured, 

ash black and pallid I saw mountainous clouds 

split and spew rain 

for two hours. 

Everywhere water, plants and rainwater, 

a riot of green on the earth. 

My lover’s gone off 

to some foreign country, 

sopping wet at our doorway 

I watch the clouds rupture. 

Mira says, nothing can harm him. 

This passion has yet 

to be slaked.