A Woman

Unconcerned of a cooled down night, I missed the touches of inviting showers, Undisturbed by lightning and thunders, I was wandering in greenish bowers, Capturing a romance of buds and winds, Painting portrait of blooming flowers, My heart was turned into a white canvas, My brain was busy with brushes of nerves, My soul was active as a heavenly antenna, Exposed to me were the cuts and curves, The whispers of fairies and Angelic guards, Nature had opened doors of its reserves, By God I was roaming in a virtual paradise, Nature was offering to me my written share, Someone put her arms around my neck, But I was sleeping and dreaming unaware, She was an eve capable of interrupting God, "It's raining", whispered God's best software.