Rain has a lot to say about October
Much more than of the memorials and soil of Bolshevik,
Much more than conquerors of renaissance around the globe,
Much more than of the endless revolutions and reforms
Much more than Mars, the God of all wars
And of Armilustrium
The beginning, the end of all violence
Right or wrong it is all part of a mission
For centuries to cherish
Modest, the sacred scales
Of nonchalant apparition
Mighty, the noble mind
Formidable, the challenges
There forms the foundation
For all the governess to note
Pillars rare inscribe the arrival
Candid the vision of a struggle
In peaceful silent resistance..
Amidst war and escapades
A season of dreams, rains and autumn
For divine benevolence
For prayers and peace
For thanksgiving..
A poem By Rema Pisharody