Rain

Rain taps on my window's glass. A rhythm played as moments pass. Each drop a story, each beat a word. Echoes of whispers I once heard. Dance with the rain, let it kiss your face. Feel the cool touch, a fleeting embrace. The sky is crying, but it's not in vain. There's beauty hiding in the heart of rain. Puddles gather, a mirror below. Reflecting dreams that I used to know. The thunder growls, a distant sound. Like a lost voice waiting to be found. Dance with the rain, let it kiss your face. Feel the cool touch, a fleeting embrace. The sky is crying, but it's not in vain. There's beauty hiding in the heart of rain. Lightning writes its jagged prose. A flash of truth before it goes. A storm, a canvas, raw and wild. Nature's tantrum, a furious child. Dance with the rain, let it kiss your face. Feel the cool touch, a fleeting embrace. The sky is crying, but it's not in vain. There's beauty hiding in the heart of rain.