rain
i can hear the rain
heavy pelts on surfaces
an orchestra of the same note
repeated again and again
a symphony of white noises
blabbers of an innocence
burned bright in the background
i can feel the thunder
each strike bringing it with
a storm of suddenness
boom, it goes
and my heart skips a beat
in tune to the wondrous beat
of nature's guided performance
a song weaved by gentle hands
the choir is singing
the dancers are twirling
a mother smiles
as her sky cries









