Rain

In the hush of dawn, before the light,

Comes a whisper soft, a gentle sight,

Raindrops fall in rhythmic flight,

In nature's lullaby, they alight.

With each drop, a melody anew,

A symphony of life, fresh and true,

Pattering on rooftops, a soothing cue,

In the rain's embrace, all else subdued.

Fields and forests, thirsty earth,

Drinks deep of rain's sweet rebirth,

Quenching thirst, renewing worth,

In the gentle rhythm of rain's mirth.

Leaves unfurl in the rain's embrace,

Blossoms bloom with grace and grace,

In the dance of raindrops, nature's chase,

A moment of beauty, a fleeting space.

So let us cherish the rain's soft song,

As it falls from skies, where dreams belong,

For in its embrace, we find peace strong,

In the gentle rhythm of rain's lifelong.