Divine In The Downpour Poem by Dhara Dutta

Rain like whispers upon the skin,
A symphony begins deep within.
Insects hum their earthy tune,
Birds join in beneath the moon.

Everyone sways to nature's song,
Where silence melts and hearts belong.
Green glistens in soothing light,
Eyes drink peace—a perfect sight.

So blissful, so quiet, so grand,
Like God's own touch upon the land.
He dances in the mist we see,
And smiles through every rustling tree.