STORM
(a.k.a. Dance  of the Devrish) 

Drip Dropping The rain falls
Like  rice  in wedding halls
A  wetting and a blessing
Especially  for one  and  all
Stronger and heavier drops come
Through the air  they plow
Hannibals'  Elephants against Alps
Drenching Clothes  and bones
Lightning and  thunder roar
Sheer power leaves you in awe
Darkened skyline seen in a  flash
Strong winds the coconut trees lash
 


 
 

Feel the energy in the air
Surging electric
Spirit Possesion
Dance in a trance
Body swirling round and  round
Filled with pure passions past
In  a world of rigid poles
Be a blade of lalang grass
Filled with the moment
Singing with a voice heaven-sent
Abandon property  and propriety
Be one with with a solitary infinity
Turn into  a child in your mind
And true happiness you  shall find.

    by Yudisthra 21/6/99