Rain

I'm in love with the rain;
The rain that pours down;
Stealing away the sorrows hidden;
Bringing back a smile to my lips.

The little drops like pearls;
Roll down the bosom of the earth;
Emanating a fragrance, so pleasant;
Waking me up from a dreamy sleep.

Could anything be more beautiful?
Other than the rain in love;
Quenching the thirst of the earth;
With every single tiny drop.

The subtle prompts of the thunder;
Have woken up the mighty clouds;
Lighning bolts are unleashed;
Piercing the skin of the earth.

The earth shudders in awe;
As if shy to embrace the rain;
Slowly she gives in smiling;
And singing in divine pleasure.

She weeps as the clouds move by;
With a sadness flooding her eyes;
Clinging on to the promise of the sky;
She waits for her lover to be back.