In gentle whispers, the rain descends,
Caressing leaves, where silence bends.
A melody of drops upon the ground,
In every splash, a soothing sound.
The sky, a canvas, painted gray,
With clouds that dance in soft ballet.
Beneath their shade, the earth renews,
As nature dons its freshened hues.
Puddles form, reflecting dreams,
Where past and present flow in streams.
A time to pause, to breathe, to see,
The beauty in simplicity.
In every storm, a quiet grace,
A gentle touch, a warm embrace.
The rainy seasonâs tender art,
Awakens peace within the heart.