Finally the first drops fall,
a light fresh spray,
it's the perfect thing,
to brighten up a typical day.
Tears from the heavens,
purifying the earth,
washing away the filth,
a cleansing rebirth.
Music fills my ears,
a strangely vibrant sound,
tiny, soft notes,
as the rain hits the ground.
The plants start to shake,
synchronizing with the beat,
swaying and bobbing,
dancing on invisible feet.
I open my mouth,
to catch the rain,
it tastes clean and pure,
without any stain.
