**Rain Drops**
Each drop a whisper, soft and slow,
A gentle kiss on earth below.
The sky, in gray and tender mood,
Releases tears of quietude.
They dance upon the thirsty ground,
In rhythmic taps, a soothing sound.
Each one a note in nature's song,
Where silence and the rain belong.
They trace the leaves with liquid grace,
Adorning every hidden place.
The world is bathed in silver light,
A fleeting gift, serene and bright.
And in this moment, pure and still,
The rain drops shape the earth's own will.
A promise made in each small tear,
That life and love will reappear.
So let them fall, these gentle beads,
They nurture all our deepest needs.
In rain, we find a quiet peace,
A whispered hope, a sweet release.
About the Creator
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Comments (3)
Beautiful words of poetry.
Excellent piece
I like rain very much. I too wrote a poem on rain on my vocal profile.