This Day

I hear the sound of rains
once when I woke up
continues till the time 
with a gentle  pour,
not very harsh 
 nor anyway light.

 I am unable to see the bright 
cheerful sun as like every day
a seemingly dark light 
focuses on the exterior 
the intensity being very thick 
 lights have to be switched 
on to the full to increase visibility.

Remaining inside listening
to the noise of the rains
 I could find nothing 
better than lie on the bed 
staring at the ceiling 
while my mind travels 
across the continents.

traversing mountains and seas,
experiencing the  time zones
interacting with people 
of varied cultures, a vivid 
show the mind extends
being a powerful distractor 
of the reality in encompassed virtues.