Note Of A Pluviophile

The rain drops pitter-patter, pitter-patter against the ground,

The mix of the gust of wind and rain gives reason and solace in sound 

The whoosh of the wind dancing with rain drops

Gently howls hope of a healthy hymn...

Tip-tap tip-tap...

Undo the sick feeling of moist, perspiration and mishap

The rain drops pitter-patter pitter-patter against the ground

What more peaceful than this sound!

What more positive that finally the plants will feel revived and alive!

What more healthy than Mother Nature's purificatory blessings

To listen to the plea of the innocent and granting pardon to he, who sins.

Rivers, reservoirs reserved during droughts

Rinses the road and gutters out...

Aahhh... 

The rain drops pitter-patter, pitter-patter against the ground.