Triumph..

Sweet rain drops,
Falling in abundance, for its beloved.
It just takes a day to cure,
The incompleteness of a lifetime.

The thirst quenched.
Existence, answered.
The unsaid, expressed.
The unknown, discovered.

Such is the bliss..
After an acute pain.
Triumph - the fate,
Of an innocently true wish.

The known...unknown...

The insanely sane smile. The vision to look beyond what's shown the words that know to express a connection. The ease of letting people be simple, yet the most complex. Everyone`s, yet very individualistic, everywhere, yet no where such is the presence of a lonesome heart.

The more isolation people treat it with, the more distant it gets. The more silence people subject it to the more speechless it gets. The cold signs remain cold the sweet nothings remain fulfilling, the heart judges silently, without being particularly judgmental.

In the midst of nowhere, attachments are formed in the most uncomfortable situations, comfort is realized, in the least attempted moments, Love is found. 

Mind put on the back seat, it is the heart you are dealing with. :)