Why does rain feel so beautiful,
As if the sky itself has become merciful?
Each drop touches the skin so light,
Washing away the dust of life.
As if the sky itself has become merciful?
Each drop touches the skin so light,
Washing away the dust of life.
Why does its fragrance calm the soul,
Like broken pieces becoming whole?
The scent of rain upon the earth
Feels like nature’s quiet rebirth.
Perhaps rain reminds the heart
That endings too can become a start;
That even clouds heavy with pain
Return as something soft as rain.
It cleans not only roads and trees,
But hidden worries carried silently;
For a moment, the world feels slow,
And peace begins to gently flow.
Maybe that is why faces smile
Watching rain fall mile by mile;
Because somewhere deep, the soul is aware
Rain feels like heaven touching earth with care.
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