RAIN

In the quiet realm where shadows fall,

The heavens weep and tears descend.

Rain, the poet's muse, does it all,

A dance of emotions, a story to send.

Upon the earth, its gentle touch,

Awakens life in hues of green.

A symphony of droplets, a delicate rush,

Whispering secrets yet to be seen.

From skies above, a cleansing shower,

Washing away the world's despair.

Each drop, a moment, a timeless hour,

A chance for renewal, a chance to repair.

In pitter-patter rhythms, it softly plays,

Nature's music, a soothing balm.

As memories drift on watery rays,

In the rain's embrace, we find calm.

So let the raindrops kiss your face,

Let its melody soak deep within.

For in the rain's embrace, there's grace,

A gentle reminder, life begins again.