Reflections in Rain

In the dance of droplets, reflections arise,

Echoes of skies weeping silently.

Each raindrop is a prism, holding secrets of light,

Painting the world in shades of gray and silver.

Amidst the pitter-patter, a symphony plays,

Nature’s gentle heartbeat, cleansing the earth.

Mirrored in puddles, the heavens bend low,

Whispering tales of forgotten dreams.

Through misted windows, I gaze and ponder,

Life’s fleeting moments, washed clean and anew.

In each raindrop, a story unfolds,

A tale of beginnings, of endings, untold.

So I stand amidst this gentle storm,

Embracing the melody of rain’s soft lament.

In its rhythm, finding solace and grace,

Reflections in rain, a moment’s embrace.