Sitting beside my window,
Looking through the empty show
Of darkness and gloomy bowl
That have touched my inner soul.
Water falling from above,
It's a great feeling to have.
As my boring day turns night
With a twist of frightening might.
Hearing those roar of thunder
That frightens a great fighter.
Joined by flashes of white light
That breaks the colorless night.
Nothing can be found pleasing.
Only those liquid feeling
Caused by heavenly portray
Of environmental play.
A sigh for a wonderer
That continues to marvel
The greatness of his Father
And His amazing power.
Surely, rain adds a feeling
that satisfies the craving
Of my intense emotion
And romantic expression.
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