I think the rain is beautiful.

I love to watch it rain.

The coconut trees dance with the winds,

The leaves look green and the sky goes dark,

The music comes from distant lands

And wipes away all present cares.

And the world around is cloaked in white;

It’s the sacred poetry of the earth-

This rain is.

No matter how much I try,

I cannot capture it on paper.

The poetry eludes me.

And the sky cries in my pain.