The Sky is preparing
Making way for the rain
The winds have started
For this kind
Ushers in rain
In urgency, the Sky darkens
The rain must pour
I see withered leaves raining
down to the ground
Also some young leaves
of plants curled up
Like a funnel,with enthusiasm
To receive rain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rain has its own beauty. This is encapsulated in your beautiful offering.+++10
Yeah Robert, rain is necessary. Thanks.