All the things I can imagine and jot down
The beautiful rain
There's a magic waved on Earth's Premise;
When God decides to speak the nature's voice.
Millions of droplets falling ever so steadily;
I wonder how he distributes equally.
Solacing the planet , soothing the pain;
The nature at its best;We call it RAIN!!
Own mysterious ways nature has got;
To enlighten life ; end all draughts.
The showers of blessings, they unite together;
Creating a sight of greatest pleasure.
The fall of stream from heights above;
Signify the might; the God's awe.
Pure ,serene, beautiful as it might;
Might be a carrier for god's wish to express delight.
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