Beautiful are the rains
Pitter patter pitter patter
Is how they fall.
Truly musical without any real music
A capella – itic and rhythmic
And mood changingly soulful,
Making one –
Retrospectively introspective
Yet irreversibly happy
An irrevocable calmness spreads
Awakening and strengthening one’s sensibilities
Equanimity is reclaimed
And relaxation climaxes
Eternally blissed one feels
In just one single moment.
All due to that one factor –
The sanguinity of rains.
Spreading happiness to one and all.
And i would like to say that 