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From the heavens above, a gentle refrain, Nature's own music, the soothing rain. A poem of rain, in droplets it sings, A gift from the skies, on gossamer wings.
It falls on the earth with a tender touch, Quenching the soil, it means so much. In the farmer's field, a lifeline it's found, Nourishing the roots, in the silent ground.
In the city streets, it dances and gleams, As urban rivers flow in shimmering streams. A cleansing force, washing away, The troubles of the world, in a gentle spray.
In the tranquil night or the storm's embrace, Raindrops tell stories, leaving their trace. A lullaby for dreams, a calming sound, In the poem of rain, serenity's found.
So when the clouds weep from on high, And tears of the sky fall from the sky, Remember the beauty in every drop's refrain, In the timeless poem of the gentle rain.

Description

From the heavens above, a gentle refrain, Nature's own music, the soothing rain. A poem of rain, in droplets it sings, A gift from the skies, on gossamer wings.
It falls on the earth with a tender touch, Quenching the soil, it means so much. In the farmer's field, a lifeline it's found, Nourishing the roots, in the silent ground.
In the city streets, it dances and gleams, As urban rivers flow in shimmering streams. A cleansing force, washing away, The troubles of the world, in a gentle spray.
In the tranquil night or the storm's embrace, Raindrops tell stories, leaving their trace. A lullaby for dreams, a calming sound, In the poem of rain, serenity's found.
So when the clouds weep from on high, And tears of the sky fall from the sky, Remember the beauty in every drop's refrain, In the timeless poem of the gentle rain.