Rain

The aroma of the sand,
The wetness of the wind,
Dark cover of the clouds,
Sound of the droplets ever so loud.
Each droplet in phase with the other,
Sounding like music to the listener.
The clouds protecting the sun and the moon,
Irrespective of night or noon.
The clouds making the noise,
As if they were God's voice,
And the lighting,
God's armour in the clash of the titans.
Rain is the time to remember the moments that
Pain.
It's this weather,
That brings people together,
Joy to one, pain to another,
Remorse to some, romance to a lover.
It's the weather to cry,
Let the tears get unnoticed,
In the water and the mist.
It's the weather to play joyfully,
Forgetting all the sorrows born lately.
The droplets are tears of God,
As spiritually inclined people may say.
And a levelling phenomenon,
As science would say.
For me,
It's God's emotions coming to the fore,
On seeing things he couldn't endure.
Enjoy the rain,
Have fun,
Feel the emotions, cut through the rain,
Go for an everlasting run....
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