the sun and moon
the wind and rain
all this come to me
for a gain..and
it's my love..i refrain
even if i were in a drain
the sun will pick me up
with its scorch
the same scorch
which gives the moon
it's torch
the moon will float
that mild wind
that will unveil a silent bride...
the cloud
will pour out its love
by way of rain
Samanyan Lakshminarayanan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rain-356/
