In the hush of the evening’s whispering grace,
The rain begins its soft, melodious dance.
Each droplet a note in nature’s embrace,
Weaving a symphony of chance.

Beneath the clouds’ tender, grey canopy,
The earth breathes in a cool, refreshing sigh.
Leaves tremble in the rain’s tender decree,
While the world is kissed by the sky.

Puddles form, reflecting dreams untold,
Mirrors of memories and tomorrows.
Paths of silver in the evening’s fold,
Washing away the day’s sorrows.

As night envelops the world in its shade,
The rain’s lullaby continues to sing.
In this quiet, a peace is made,
And hearts find solace in the rain’s gentle ring.