Tuesday, 25 June 2013

Oh sweet rain

Oh sweet rain, how glad I am to meet you again
you dance a long the rooftops and the pavements, singing
and with every movement I hear your voice, lulling me to sleep
Whispering subtle dreamlands into my ears for me to keep

Oh sweet rain, you make patterns in the sky at night,
street rays exposing you to the nocturnals in the red bricked homes, 
gazing out their frosted windows with eyes wide and hands pressed up against the glass

Oh sweet rain, some say you are the heaven's outcry, spitting down on us from above
I say...rain- my sweet, that if they are tears, let go of all the perils you must be holding dear,
your smile streaked with colours, stretching it's teeth far across the sky,
is the loveliest sight of all,
please, gentle rain, there is nothing left to fear
Dance for me now, my sweet
Cry lullabies to the earth as I sleep
and if you must weep, sweet rain, then weep...
Love the trees and give them life to grow
and afterwards, smile, and let your true colours show

Oh sweet rain, I'll be sad to see you go.

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