The feeling of Rain...

As i sit here watching the sky melt

The breeze embracing my skin...

The tiny drops making it damp and felt

While My thoughts make me grin

As i sit here looking at the sky rumble

Listening to the song made with the rhythm of thunder and the voice of drops

I wonder as my thoughts mumble

what this song means to thee and what it might mean to others

What this means to someone far amidst the snow

For someone by the window in their own gaze

For someone in the warmth of their twilight's glow

Or for a happy child who is living its days

For one might think of it as deep pain

One might call it composure

One might embrace this endeavor with their love

And one might jump in it with joy and pleasure

So, as i sit here looking in the sky

I wonder who out there ought to be thinking

While i embrace this song with a sigh

This song carrying a sentiment for anyone who might be listening...