The rain.
The rain is falling so softly on the window.
A light tapping sound is like music.
The *** on the ground is getting washed
As the rain falls.
I look to see if the *** is filling
But I don't know if it is half full or is half empty.
The rain keeps falling.
Birds are bathing in a puddle singing a song of joy.
Then it stops. The rain is gone from this spot.
Moving to the next place. But the *** is still not full.
Maybe next time it will be half full or half empty.
So let it rain.