Readily, can one convey,
the eulogizes in a way,
of your eternal greatness,
all welcoming on earth your gracious presence.
And really is it, you in all the tenses,
make your way down to our homeplaces,
with the essence of love and care,
that you blissfully share.
After a long travel,
you sanctify us with your arrival,
and crescively make the earth clean,
turning the lifeless world green.
You quench the thirst of every single one unpriced,
go along ubiquitously unprejudiced,
but never ask anything in return,
the greatest lesson for man to learn.
Your minuscule drop as bright as a pearl,
greatly ranking above an earl,
cools the torrid earth naturally,
with tranquility, very joyfully.
You shed your tears
to wipe away the tears,
of all, and serenely depart,
but always reside in the core of our heart.
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The Shower of Nature
PoetryThe drop of rain maketh a hole in the stone, not by violence, but by soft falling. - Hugh Latimer
