Make me Feel. Again.

All.
For this moment here.
For the raindrops that trickle down my arm.
For the breeze that blows through my hair.
For the sun that peeps through leaves, trees, clouds.

All.
For this moment here.
For the smile from a stranger.
For a thousand songs, old and new, that run through my head. My veins. My fingers.


All.
For this moment.
Life whizzing me by. Light fading away.
For memories that flicker for an instant. And then float away.

All for this moment.
I feel alive.

(Thoughts inspired by a drive in the pouring rain in Delhi, 22 Mar 07)