The Beauty Of Rain Poem by Daniel Miltz

Beautiful is the falling rain
Gutters of a water treasure
Numberless drops on windowpane
Strong, fast, beautiful, than ever

Looking through, the vapors that rise
Thickly streams, a clouds overhead
The sky a fills, with misty cries
Zero vision is widely spread

From throat of overflowing drain
It precip and readily pours
Bucket down, welcoming the rain
Like river flow, the gutter roars

It sends out water, through the spout
And it gushes and a heave-ho
Clatters along the roof about
Like stomping of watery flow

From under, the sheltering trees
All night long, the sound of sheet down
Among, the wet slippery breeze
Persistent, rainy drops, uncrown

After the dust, and heat bristle
In the tiny, fiery, street lane
Broad avenue, mizzle-drizzle
O' how beautiful is the rain

As the God of life, floats on by
Breathes blessing on heaven sprinkle
Persistent spray of misting sky
To the feel of a cool twinkle

On pinnacle of thundercloud
Water cascades, from heavens door
Under a quick, booming, aloud
Rain drops falling, in a downpour

Under echo of clouds wonder
Gives the feel, in a moment poke
And, with all its source of thunder
To the pleasures of a storm soak