Can you feel me?

Can you feel me when I caress you with raindrops that trickle down your face?

Can you feel the thunderous storm I showcase?

Can you feel me when I kiss you gently with a breeze?

Can you feel me when I shower you with flakes of white to make you freeze?

Can you feel me when I shine away brightly?

Can you feel me when I show you the colours of ecstasy?

Can you feel me when grains of sand soothe your soul?

Can you feel me when the life I sustain enriches your soul?

Can you feel me when I transform a bud into a bloom?

Can you feel me when shades of grey consume?

Can you feel me when life awakens after hibernation?

Can you feel me when I show you my constructions of passion?

Can you feel me when I have caused calamity?

Can you feel me when everything is in a state of emergency?

Can you feel when I have caused the loss of a loved one?

Can you still feel me after all the damage I have done?

Can you feel me when I show you different shades of blue?

Can you feel me when I illustrate the landscapes you never knew?

Can you feel me when it is time for life to deteriorate?

Can you feel me when it is time for abundance to mate?

Can you feel me when grass is wet with dew?

Can you feel me when I show you the mountain view?

Can you feel me when I show you the game of life and death?

Can you feel me when I manage to steal away your breath?

By Veenaa Annamalai