The Fall of Rain

Beautiful is the girl who longs to dance in the rain,

And brave is the boy who learns love that way.

So where is the rain when you need it most,

When you just need something new.

Those dark clouds rumble a promise of change,

Teasing when they belong to just the horizon,

But there is joy in a rainy day parade.

Joy in the face of a child,

Peace as the noise eases me to sleep,
And beauty in the falling baptism.

The rain does not care if I sleep
Or if I'm awake holding talks with all my thoughts,
The rain will fall and the world spins on.