it is the creator of innocence
A raindrop beading down a window
Like a teardrop flowing down a cheek
Mysterious as a myst
refreshing as a drizzle
cleasing as a downpour
Rain exhibits many disguises
Each of which is pure and chaste
A heavy storm brings about silence
Save for water bouncing off the earth
Loud claps and rolling thunder
Sounds with intentions of awereness
All is safe until the cloudburst is past
bolts of light keep us from darkness
For darkness is a percieved evil
But rain is the contra of such
It is a constant flow of tranquility