THE CLOUDS by brij kaul

 

Before keeping her feet on the floor

Mohini

went through her typical morning

pandiculation process of yawning

In

a stately gait barefeet walking

across the long corridor

peeking through the window

The fluffy dark dank clouds loomed across

limitless sky

grumbling   growling   threatening

season’s first rainfall

in moment of minutes

it

rained heavily, a torrential downpour

quenching thirst of the parched earth

with

 full gaiety gusto  and mirth

Mohini joins the dancing group

of

men women children boys girls

old young infirm healthy

the incessant rains slithering down

fleshy bosoms and soggy countours

swaying hips and swinging bodies

to the rhythm of spattering waters.

The rolling clouds engulfing the lagoons

Mohini

swirling singing lapping up to

entrancing

nature cooling off her torrid

sensuality.

.

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