I was riding on my bike to my office
With dreary daily dullness;
Yet, happened to notice a drama in the sky:
Sun was so bright and suddenly dark cloud hid the light;
As I tuned my hyper sensitive senses on,
I heard them speaking in a meeting:
It was the Earth-table conference
Between the sun and the ocean
Clouds and rays were also presented—

Sun: I want them to be burnt;
I want them to be dead without water.

Clouds: No, No, please be calm, Sir; we are here to cool you down!

Rays: Why should we be calm?

Sun: You have given enough chances;
You have a heart of a mom,
As you carry them all equally—
From harmless to harmful,
From charmless to charming,
From formless to numerous forms—
in your womb...
But, the mankind has become a threat to us:
They damaged even the timeless turtles and whales;
—They are your proud and majestic children—
You hold them deep and special for centuries...
I feel you are too generous and have given numerous chances!

Ocean: I understand you are upset
And you can never relate to my decisions,
As You are made of totally different stuff;
I have seen better human beings
Who clean up the mess of their kind...
They love you and me equally!
So, I am trying to be kinder to them,
Let my children (clouds) do the job;
Tuck yourself and take rest for a while;
Last time, our talk ended up in a rough note;
In anger, I swept off a few lands
And sabotaged their livelihoods;
Let’s not argue any further...

Suddenly, I felt drizzles on me
I veered my bike towards office
As the sky completely turns gloomy
Just after I entered the office
It was pouring for an hour...
I thanked the Universe for it’s yielding beauty,
And walked into mundane protocols of corporate.