Rain drops... come write my heart

Raindrops… Come, Write My Heart

Dark clouds spread across the sky,

Wrapping the world in a cloak of wonder.

The first raindrop touched my cheek,

As if nature itself had greeted me.

The fragrance of wet earth rose gently,

Awakening forgotten memories.

Raindrops danced upon every leaf,

While the breeze sang a soothing melody.

The rhythm of rain upon the roof

Became the sweetest music to my ears.

Tiny puddles mirrored the sky,

Holding pieces of a rainbow within.

I stretched out my hands,

Welcoming every drop with joy.

Soon, my notebook grew damp,

And the ink began to flow with the rain.

Every falling drop

Seemed to borrow a little ink,

Writing silent poems

Across the waiting pages.

The rain did not merely fall—

It painted dreams,

Whispered hope,

And washed away yesterday's worries.

Standing in that gentle shower,

I forgot the passing of time.

In every drop I found peace,

In every breeze I found a smile.

Then I understood—

Rain is not just water from the clouds;

It is Heaven's gentle handwriting,

A timeless poem of love

Written upon the heart of the Earth