Rain paints the earth in hues of life and birth,
Golden strokes shriveling the earth
Silver drops dancing on hope
Finding the good and helping the drought to cope
Sunshine is all that rises to the surface,
While rain humbly conceals its beautiful purpose.
In the symphony of life rain is the drum,
The melody held by the sun.
But the drum keeps the tempo and beat-
Teaching us to dance in the rain,
Washing away the pain.
