Whispers of the Rain

The raindrops dance on rooftops high, A soothing rhythm from the sky. They kiss the earth, so soft, so light, A lullaby in silver white. The streets reflect the cloudy hue, As puddles form with skies so blue. A gentle mist, a cool embrace, Like nature’s touch, so calm, so grace. Each drop, a tale, a whispered song, Of love, of loss, of days so long. And as it falls, I stand so still, Letting the rain embrace my will.