In the whispering hush of a rainy day,
Each droplet dances in graceful play.
A soft melody on rooftops and leaves,
Nature’s symphony that the heart retrieves.

The silver threads weave through the sky,
Blanketing the earth with a gentle sigh.
Puddles form mirrors reflecting dreams,
In every ripple, a new world gleams.

The air is filled with a freshened scent,
A calming peace in the storm’s lament.
Windows frame the drizzling art,
A soothing balm to the restless heart.

Amidst the storm, a quiet grows,
In the gentle rhythm, solace flows.
The rain, a friend to the weary soul,
In its embrace, we find ourselves whole.