Rain is not just about waters,
A new kind of rain magic ushers,
Moves with a timeless classical line;
That can not be ignored and sublime.
Not to down play as washed out,
Heaven opens up for human delight,
It scares away the gloom and pain;
Move and enjoy the blessings of rain.
Clouds shade the sun might,
People running for shelter and light,
Nature reestablishing and getting bolder,
Trees bowing and God proves he is higher.
Rain makes us to realize the great might,
From the dark abode to worldly plight,
Of the forces of nature and the damage
Fast winds ruthlessly twisting the foliage.
The privilege of pious grace,
Turns all the woes into divine praise;
Time to brood just what is our worth?
Humbly we lift our heads on the earth.