Drenched with the touch of rain,
The grasses appears young with satin texture.
crystal drops relieve,
The parched heart of the perplexed Earth.
And the sky sheds tears,
Mourning for the damaged nature,
The grief-stricken pain of the sky subsides occasionally when sun peeks out from behind the veil of its mourning.
Rays and gloom waltzes with grace on the window pane of my room.
With dusk, I see the clouds wave farewell to its eternal pal, as it sleeps.
The elegant dark then knocks on the door with an indigo hue as it smiles.
The velvet kiss of clouds and night,
Initiates a love affair,
As rain sheds to congratulate them.
I drift off to sleep all content, waiting for dawn.
___Ms. Unknown Mist___
