From road to river...a journey another...

'when it is drizzling
And the sky is dressing black...
So lovely is her black attire...
For a party whole day when she is so dressed...
When her sister Neptune's daughter
Is also on her way...
Why am i here on road?
i should sail to the river mine...
She must be happiest this morn
She must be dancing fine...
When the sky had readied a party...'

Thinking this he sped up
To the friendly river...
The road...
Full of red krishnachuras
Like rolled a red carpet welcome...
And the drizzle falling gay
On his face joy did spray...
And he sped up...
To the flowing dancing simmering river...

Arriving at her gate...
he first got the feel
Of breezy flowery fragnance
And the sky
Hovering dark over the river
Was about to plant a kiss...

And she arrived...
Neptune's daughter...
With her tempestuous cool moist rapid force...
he just got laid
On the grass not delayed...
By any other normative thought...
Standardized ones
Which often sadly all of human kind perform...
(not that he had ever any object to that...
But
Then his all body and mind and soul
Just wanted to lie flat...
At that moment nothing else mattered...
So...
On the grass he laid his soul...
By the Neptune's little daughter...
The most friendly one...)

And they all came over him...
The rain...
The breeze...
The flowery shower...
The stray flying leaves...

And the river too!
And he thought he saw someone too
Like him flowing floating...
And then he heard a voice...
'hi mate...
I am here too!'

There he was...
The Architect lying there...
Just by his side!

he smiled...
He smiled back...

A journey they both wanted to track...
Perhaps...

'even You?'
he shied and a bit embarassed,asked...
'yep! Any issues?'
He shot back...

'nope! Why should i
Object to Your ways?'

he guffawed...

And the rain and the sky
And the breeze
And the river...
They laughed out clear too-
In unison...

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