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A BEAUTIFUL RAIN

Updated: Mar 6



It’s raining outside,

Raining after an eternity;

Unlike other days, today is different.

Oh! What a lie?

Every day is different.


The clouds has descended

Upon our small hamlet,

Of one street, one well,

Few lampposts and open moor.


I can’t see, beyond the dark clouds,

Where the mountain meets the sky,

Yet I can smell

The rain has brought,

Of the meadows and pastures of those highlands;

Where my sheep are free souls.


The night is cold and windy;

And leaves are rustling in symphony

Of nature’s orchestra.

The song is beautiful, the moment is wonderful;

Few notes are scary; it might be the thunders,

But it’s raining and it’s blissful.



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