By: Amoureax Amant
Music of rain crooned like song that soothed pain,
as rain hit roofs in pale misty curtain,
whose notes of rain was made by sky only,
whose mist in rain embraced water lily.
Music of rain crooned like bird in mountain,
as rain hit leaves of grass on sea of plain,
whose notes of rain fluttered over valley,
whose mist in grove covered mountain abbey.
Someone read poems with music of rain,
someone listened to sounds of free domain,
someone admired bathing water lily,
someone smelled fragrance from yellow daisy.
Someone watched landscape in curtain of rain,
someone headed for date with world by train.