The Soulful Atom

The many drops of water attracted to earth every monsoon..
What is so special about them? I wonder..
What gives this rain the power to erase every and all kind of emotion that i ever felt, And make me blank, so that i can be written on all over again?

Is it the sound of the drops hitting various surfaces and making unearthly music?
Is it the effect they have on the surrounding? Transforming everything they touch, including myself..

He gives new life, to everyone, everything, every emotion..
He has the ability to romance like no one can ever have..

And just when you are about to come out of your rain-induced stupor..
When you feel you can take it no more..
Certain tunes hit your ear drums like chillies hit the boiling oil..

A lone musician.. Playing his instrument..
The rhythms, the tunes, the emotions overwhelm you..
Grief, Joy, Anger, Lust, Care, Excitement, Anxiety, Seduction..

How is it possible that an inanimate object can produce something as lively as an emotion?
How can they both, rain and music, touch a heart.. and manage to transform it?

And together the are a lethal pair..

There exists no alcohol, no emotion which can take you as high as they can..
No way anything else can touch you as much.. as deeply as they can..

The incessant love making reaches you..
It touches you..
Engulfs you..
And you can bear no more..

How are they both capable of bringing someone back to life..
To touch someone so deeply?

Could a lover ever understand this?
Would they be able to bear the knowledge of how these two things mean more to their loved one than them?

The soft splatter of rain on the roof.. The swishing of trees.. Croaking of frogs.. Meowing of peacocks.. The soft ticking of the clock.. Making me aware of the time coming close..

The rain makes music.. and the music makes love..
So fully, selflessly..
One could never have better lovers... take my word for it..