When the sky weeps, the earth rejoices,
Each drop a symphony of nature’s voices.
The parched soil drinks in the blessing,
In the quiet dance of raindrops caressing.

Trees sway in a rhythmic trance,
Leaves glistening with a shimmering glance.
Flowers bloom with renewed grace,
As rain kisses each delicate face.

Streets turn into rivers of reflection,
Mirroring moments of introspection.
Puddles form in playful surprise,
Tempting children with joyful eyes.

As the storm fades, a calm descends,
The world reborn, its wounds on the mend.
Rainbows arc in the sky’s embrace,
A promise of hope, a gentle trace.