The Rain

I was walking on the mountain
In the rain ,Under the umbrella..

The dark clouds were scolding me...
The thunder told me to go home..

The cold breeze was telling me..
Why don't you sip a cup of coffee..

The wet leaves of the tree were shy
As I have seen them..bathing nude..

I told them -listen guys
If I am gone..who will see ur virtues..

They all paused for a moment..
And the rain started again...

The God.