Symphony on pane

one day I sat by the window and saw echoes of storm passing by gently taping on the glass pane singing a soft liquid lullaby I heard their whispering drizzle saw their shadow dancing and suddenly clouds murmured like dreams in Twilight glancing After sometime, the daylight faded and veils of mist all over the pane raindrops forming a glistening trail a quiet song, a soft refrain blurry reflection can be seen of leaves fluttering showing harmony with veins of water flowing through pane and symbolising a silent symphony