Melodies of Rain

As the wind blows into my soul, 

My eyes effortlessly screen through those droplets as a whole.

How would you even feel this immense joy that I taste when all that you can do is scroll?

I'm telling you it is time to switch off that phone and go for a stroll.

As those tiny droplets touch my face, 

I feel like the heavens kiss me intensely, in which I find deep solace.

Their well-tamed rhythms are something I can always embrace.

If you can't relate to all this, I'm telling you it is a disgrace.

As water pours down cleansing the roads,

These H2O molecules aren't powerful enough to clean these money-minded clones.

Oh, those are things that even the complex of complex theories can't decode.

Yet, you are still a ray of light in the livelihood of dozens which I still have to unload.

As you wash down the field of rice and corn, 

As a new light of hope is yet to be born.

What can I term you, A season of joy or a season placed on the throne?

All that I know is you are arrival is something I deeply adorn.

As the wind blows into my soul, 

My eyes effortlessly screen through those droplets as a whole.

How would you even feel this immense joy that I taste when all that you can do is scroll?

The joy of dancing to the tunes of your drips is something I can never control.