The downpour rocks the forest gently
Trees cast under the spell of the howling wind
Almost asleep as the golden leaves shudder in silence
As a wolf calls out in the distance

The freshwater lilies fall into a reverie
As the raindrops splash and spray on the streams
Playing their enchanting melody
Slowly rocking the rested bream

On days when I'm tired and frayed
I think upon the song of the rain
Helpless the storm inside
I find solace as time passes by