rain comes feasting
on green chocolate hills
with their drums of droplets
windy trumpets
a music for a lovely morning

As they stump their feet
on the leaves of the trees
on the grass
and on the roofs of the gods,
tingling sensation comes the surface

a soothing music  
but the gods can't hear it
blank faces
monkey business
all for money

out of my window
i find delight in my
lazy morning burrow
my  senses got awaken
as the wind touch my skin,
quiet my brain

with the song of the birdies
a sound of an airplane,
passing by
i’m in tune with the rain