Thank you for draining off,
the strain of waiting for
your drops on the panes,
from our brains.
Gently pelt, and leave
the leaves and the flowers,
to live and blossom,
bounties of grain to produce.
Calmly flow over the terrain,
tenderly soaking into the soil,
for lush flora to bloom,
and the fauna to relish.
Mildly sip into the earth
as the dust you rid off,
the air that we breathe.
Majestically flow
for the rivers and dams to fill
and the taps to flow without ceasing.
Carry not with you any pain;
wash away prophecies
of el-nino doom,
and treat us kindly.
Again, let you,
the rain, be gain.
Welcome, dear rain.
