Giggling Rain Poem by Saroj Padhi

Whose giggles distract the clouds
of my thoughts
from resting on the mountain tops
where rain like heaven's nectar drops
to flow as a stream
of blessing for the crops?

Stranded under a tree near the road-side park
Is it the pitter-patter on leaves I hear in the dark?
Or voices of girls floating in from the nearby mart
Or some long lost dear one's voice resounding
in the vale of my parched heart?

Whatever be fountain of the giggle,
it brings me to the end of all struggle
to be happy at last in tune with new rain

that shuts the mind from all kinds of pain!