Sitting on your windowsill

Watching the raindrops

Holding a hot cuppa still

Drizzle drizzle nonstop.

Listen to the rain

Hitting on your window

Blurring out the rush

The world suddenly seems so calm

No hustle, just hush.

Going into a trance

Absorbed by mother nature

The sprinkling rain dance

The sensory, Petrichor.

Wet and warm sensation

Capturing the aromas

Ahh the fascination.

When the rain comes pouring

Skittering down from the clouds above

Stop and do a bit of restoring

Harmonic thrumming, a little bit of love.

When the pitter patter comes calling

Uncover from your shelter

Let the melody chime against your flesh

Feel it in your bones

And cleanse your soul.

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