Beyond the sense of senses

Beyond the sense of senses

Like the tender sunrays,
Kissing the wet grass
After the heavy rains on a July morning
She appeared from nowhere

She appeared from nowhere
Briefly but making her presence felt
Mischievously and pleasantly
Like the sunrays maneuvering the dark sky

The spring was over long ago
It was raining days and nights
My world was full with water
And the dampness and the darkness

Assuring like the sun arising from
the labyrinths of fog and mud
she reminded me of the spring
of togetherness and the green shoots


With her momentary arrival
Was assured the continuity of my life
In all seasons wet and dry
In reality and dreams and
beyond the sense of senses.