I hear a slight sound
rain beautifully taps on my window
a chorus of droplets
slowly whispering
a lullaby in my ear.

the whistle of the wind;
a harmony,
persuading you into dreams
far beyond your imagination.

rain on your neck,
a cool feeling of freedom and
happiness.
silently falling onto your cheek,
gently releasing you from your never-ending
sleep.

the rain is beauteous.
do not shout angrily at the cold drops
let them reward you with peace and
prosperity.

as it abruptly stops,
your memories fade away,
unnoticed,
and the wonderful
sun
greets you.