Soft whispers dance in rhythmic strain,
A gentle patter on my windowpane.
Silver droplets fall in a melodic refrain,
Weaving a sweet, tranquilizing chain.
Heaven sighs in its grey expanse,
Nurturing Earth in a watery trance.
Each drop's a pearl with a fleeting glance,
In the grand waltz, raindrops dance.
They summon life from the slumbering land,
Serenading seeds with a moistened hand.
Beneath the clouds, a softened strand,
Of life reborn, as rain commands.
Meadows glisten, forests sing,
Praises to the rainfall's springing fling.
Earth adorned with a jeweled ring,
Gratitude for the life rains bring.
Grey skies cradle the world below,
Their cool caress allows life to grow.
Raindrops weave an intricate lace,
A gift of time, a gentle embrace.
Streams of tears from heaven's eye,
Merge with rivers that never run dry.
Each teardrop joins a greater race,
To quench the thirst, in nature's space.
With every drop, the Earth does sigh,
A symphony heard 'neath the stormy sky.
Colors muted, but filled with grace,
In the tender, grey skies' embrace.