In the hush of the evening, the rain begins to fall,
A gentle symphony of droplets, answering nature’s call.
Whispers of water dance across the leaves,
A calming embrace for every heart that grieves.

Puddles form like mirrors reflecting the sky,
Clouds weaving stories as they drift by.
Each raindrop a note in a tranquil song,
A soothing balm where weary souls belong.

The rhythm of rain on rooftops above,
Brings tales of longing and unspoken love.
A lullaby for dreamers, lost in their quest,
Finding solace in the rain’s gentle caress.

As the storm fades, leaving the earth anew,
The scent of petrichor fills the air with a hue.
Hope rekindled in the aftermath of the storm,
Rain’s gentle touch, a promise to transform.