Travel here and there seeking the seas they parted from. Drops of rain float down with the grace of butterflies, As if arranging some meaning in most rhythmic verse. They resonate in the ear like a sweet melody, And skies seem to weep for the grass on earth. Each drop has said farewell to its heavenly life, And returns to its origin, which is a roaring ocean. Eyes seeing the rain fall in such thrilling harmony See worlds beyond this world come into view.
Vapor rises in masses as great as mountains, Then it seeks the green, blue and orange on earth.
Rain always brings down a peculiar contentment, And carries fragrance of Paradise and exhilaration. That fragrance pervades everywhere, deep into the soul, Earth awakens to life and flowers burst open. The whole of creation finds peace and serenity, The window open to the realms beyond becomes visible. And the future worlds appear in mists from ahead. A spring awaits us finer than any that went before.