The Rain

The soft rustle of wind,

The grass trembling in,

A cool breeze in me,

Is forming up within.

I see the million drops of water,

Falling lightly on the grass,

I see the peacock dance nearby,

In the colors of blue and brass.

The sky was a scary grey,

The time was a chilly night,

Welcoming the rain,

 I heard an owl hoot by.

Small water puddles,

Were forming around me,

Splashing and jumping in them,

I saw the children playing with happiness and glee.

The rain washed away everything,

The anguish and the fear in me,

It left my heart fresh,

And happy, clean and free.