Every now and then there is that ardent need to stop by and let things go& you end up with a smile on your face thinking how baseless your worries are. How is life nothing but a river of colours & its constantly raining a lot of colours from somewhere high up, from a world devoid of worries & problems & depression. A world where one can fly, fly into loving arms, embrace the care of the elderly; no questions asked. Where one can dream , imagine and make a world out of those dreams. Where time really is relative, running at your own speed, where you are fast & time is slow & you don't hurry to anything except maybe him! You are good you are Shiva. You make it rain, You make love, you create, you destroy. You make it rain colours, drops in greens & reds , yellows & pinks the purples & blues. doesn't matter the colour, just make it rain, peaches & plums & the sweet shiny reds. Turquoise & olives and the rusts. Each colour bleeds with another only to give a new shade of love! Ah sweet, funny, tricky love ; in all your different shades & tints , dear love, you make the world spin, you make the world shatter! But not always are they contrary! Love in many forms love in all people!
