Rain glorious pounding soaking rain,
How I love to hear your song.
Drowning my world in your torrential downpour.
I sit here and contemplate your frenzy dance moves upon my window panes.
Lost I am in your graceful movements,
You dance through the night as the dawn awaits the horizon.
You sashay your last moves and the sun peaks through the clouds
Move on, it cries.
For it is my time to wash the world with light
And your last drops bid the world
Goodbye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem