The Rain

The Rain

How delicately it drips from leaf,
To leaf,
To leaf,
To earth;
Cleansing and nourishing along its way.
By its touch, everything becomes green,
And new,
And alive.
And as it leaves,
As its drip-dripping dries up;
It beckons,
“Come,
You new day has begun.
See this world I have made anew,
And revel in the life all around you.”