I listen to the rain
it has a tale to tell
when I think all is lost
it whispers all is well
it cares not where it falls
and some may get a flood
and some a sacrament
to wash away the blood
to some it may bring grief
but others dance and shout
and celebrate its gift
where it relieves a drought
and poets know the truth
the blessing of the rain
and cherish every drop
for all it may sustain
I would drop and in 6th verse after a fulstop, in 7th and 13th verse too.A very robust and strong piece of poetical writting, Barry.
Rain is a gift...poets know it well. I like the way the poem unfolds...beautiful poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent. So beautifully written. The connection between poet n nature is very strong. Your poem proves that. Well-conceived n well-crafted.10
Thank you Nosheen. I appreciate your comments.