Song of the rain

When I cry the hills laugh;When I humble myself the flowers rejoice;When I bow, all things are elated.

When the rain falls the hills are cheerful because the rain gives life. The word ‘cry’ here suggests that it rains heavily on hills. The echo of the rain sounds like the laughter of the hills. The rain ‘humbles’ means that it falls moderately i.e. neither heavy nor low. As a result the flowers feel happy. Everything that bestows on nature seems to be happy. The rain ‘bows’ means that it falls low and gives immense joy to everything on the earth. The rain is the source of rejuvenation and renewal.

The field and the cloud are lovers And between them I am a messenger of mercy. I quench the thirst of one; I cure the ailment of the other.

The voice of thunder declares my arrival; The rainbow announces my departure. I am like earthly life, which begins at The feet of the mad elements and ends Under the upraised wings of death. 

The rain falls accompanied by thundering. Its sound appears as if it announces the arrival of rain. Soon after the rain falls the beautiful rainbow appears in the sky as if it is informing the earth about the departure of the rain.The rain is as short lived as is the man’s life on earth. It comes and goes just as the man is born and he dies. Both the rain and the earthly life are similar as both of them are born out of elements of nature and they both meet their death.

The rain falls accompanied by thundering. Its sound appears as if it announces the arrival of rain. Soon after the rain falls the beautiful rainbow appears in the sky as if it is informing the earth about the departure of the Rain. The rain is as short lived as is the man’s life on earth. It comes and goes just as the man is born and he dies.Both the rain and the earthly life are similar as both of them are born out of elements of nature and they both meet their death.

I emerge from the heart of the sea Soar with the breeze. When I see a field in Need, I descend and embrace the flowers and The trees in a million little ways.

simile personificationI am like earthly life When I cry. When I humble

metaphor Nature then takes me

I am dotted silver thread I am a messenger of mercy

I am beautiful pearls Upraised wings of death

The daughter of dawn The heart of the sea

I am messenger of mercy I descend and embrace the flowers

I quench the thirst

I cure the ailment

I touch gently at the window

Auditory imagery

Visual imagery Tactile imagery Kinesthetic imagery

The hills laugh I am dotted silver thread

I touch gently at the windows with my soft fingers

The flowers rejoice

Tears from heaven

The voice of thunder

I am beautiful pearl I embrace the flowers

All things are elated

Laughter I descend and embrace the flowers

I quench the thirst of one

I am the sigh of the sea

BYSIDDHARTH CHOUDHARY

IX – B 37