Worried that even rain

Might not come,

That in the next world, Rain is not defined.

As if my preoccupation is rain,

And all my surprise and grief.

Alludes to the days before the rain.

Perhaps these friends of mine,

These surprised and sad faces,

Are hoping for the first drops of rain,

And the breakup of waiting.

Before the rain.

            Toofan  Arfa