I love the smell of rain
That moisture in the air
As I wonder these streets
So fare
Sometimes I just sit and stare
At rain drops trickling off the leaves
Before falling on the ground
I love the sound
Of raindrops
Hitting the ground
So peaceful and profound
Nothing helps me sleep more
Then the sound of rain pitta pattering
Outside my door
So calm and soothing
Soul smoothing
At times I hate the pain
When I'm caught out in it
In a rush
Drives me insane
But life is all about perspective
And it's a wise man who knows
Without some rain
A flower will never bloom
So never mind
The odd tiny
Shower
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful detail and effect of a natural phenomenon. Thanks