In twilight’s embrace, the clouds softly weep,
Silver beads descend, a tranquil sweep.
Whispering tales to the leaves below,
In their gentle rhythm, secrets flow.

Each droplet a note in nature’s song,
Creating a symphony where they belong.
The earth breathes deep, refreshed and bright,
Under the tender touch of the night.

Puddles form mirrors, reflecting skies,
Holding the dreams of stars in their eyes.
Children dance in the playful rain,
Finding joy in the simplest gain.

And when the rain bids its soft farewell,
Leaving behind stories it cannot tell,
The world awakens, anew and clean,
Embracing the magic of what has been.