We-Love-Rain

The rain is cold, soothing I love the rain; but sometimes, its omnipresence is encompassing The rain is grey, monotonous I love the rain; but sometimes, the solitude swallows the world whole Droplets fall from the skies, molten tears of the gods It's constantly moving It's still like a still painting And it's my only companion Lightning flashes among the clouds Thunder splits baroque grey Spirits are dancing across the skies A ballet of sadness and sorrow I love the rain; But sometimes, the loneliness seeps into my soul Through stained windows The world is murky and blur Light sounds fill the air A soft pattering, a rustle of