Embrace of the Rain
Whispers of rain on a window pane,
A soft, melodious, tender refrain.
The sky weeps gently, tears of grey,
Washing the world’s sorrow away.
Each drop a story, a memory’s trace,
A fleeting kiss on nature’s face.
In the hush of the storm, the soul finds peace,
A moment where time’s ticking seems to cease.
Puddles mirror the sky’s melancholic hue,
Reflecting dreams, both old and new.
Leaves tremble with each watery caress,
A dance of life in nature’s dress.
The earth drinks deeply, a quenching embrace,
Renewing its spirit with delicate grace.
In the gloom, there’s a quiet light,
A promise of dawn beyond the night.
Lonely streets hum a soothing song,
Where hearts heavy with longing belong.
A symphony of droplets, pure and clear,
Echoing whispers only the soul can hear.
Rainy days, with their somber charm,
Wrap the world in a loving arm.
In the tears of the sky, we find our way,
