Drops from heaven never felt heavier,
Its divinity never seemed purer,
And en route to this fertile land,
It rejuvenates everything,
The skies, tall trees, even the clouds,
From whose disintegration they breathe.
Lightning and thunder precede,
Shouting its arrival loud and clear,
And even when it is descending,
Its expression becomes transparent.
Bringing life to everything it embraces,
Caressing all with its compassionate touch.
And as it slides down God's most beautiful creation, soothing every part it brushes,
It leaves all of eternity awestruck.
Stalling time during its small visit,
Like rare crystals capturing man's imagination.
Sublime as the almighty and in a perfect harmony.
Such is this phenomenon called,
Rain.
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