Tell Me O’ Rain
Is it the lust of the heaven
Or the thirst of the earth
Why do you fall O’ rain!
Is it man kneeled to see you fall
On a parched land where the sun struck hard
Or, is it my lover’s dry lips, twisted in love.
You fall to moist
Do you fall,
Just to tease my heart
With broken strings and a lost bow
Like a violin ripped apart
What is your purpose O’ dear!
To fall and to watch me burn
Or to heal me through casting me in flames
Of love, agony and pain,
Tell Me O’ Rain.
Rain is just like something that revives and beautifies our soul as well as our mind. I think nature knows correctly how to kindle up the soul with the use of darkness.