Whenever rains drops, <br />A soothing feeling rubbing my back, <br />Its tendrils touches my spine, <br />Making me feel the cool of time. <br /> <br />Soil welcomes it for nourishment, <br />Quenching its thirst from a long drought, <br />There the blessing comes forth, <br />Some new shoots emerge from behind, <br />The harvest of the long waiting. <br />Rain comes as a blessing.<br /><br />Susan T. Aparejo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blessings-of-the-rain/
