All huddled up ,fluffy cotton ball like, are some,
daring to challenge the cold breeze, standing against it are few..
Ashen firmament, falling auburn leaves, swaying trees; a spectacular view...
It came unannounced, it came without any prayer..Its 'winter rain'.
Perceived in many a way-surprising, welcoming and dismay..
Some await sunshine,
while others love the weather gods' play,
Its pitter patter unexpected, its painted everything silvery gray...Its 'winter rain'.
Some crouch into warm blankets,
stay indoors lest the cold would catch them in the fray..
While others would treat their taste buds,
with some hot tea, perhaps jalebies too on a tray...
After all, its a surprise visit once in a while by 'winter rain'.
Two ways to look at one thing..
poles apart are the thoughts,
Two different ways of feeling it,
yet it changes not...
How we mortals perceive as we wish,
see the same not as same,
Life and its experiences..at times like dew, sometimes thunderous rain,
Wish everyone could welcome it all, like welcoming 'winter rain'...