O Long term Rain, Now Four days old,
Everything is humid and everything is cold.
The Raindrops forming glitter on the Leafs,
The Rain-songs sung by thundering lips.
All having hot cups, with cold sighs
O, see that naughty, mud loving guys
The soft, muddy land feels as nature cushion,
The whole world working in slow motion.
Light green shouting frogs awaken from sleeps,
Tiny paper-pinnacles rising in the deeps.
Everything seen is feeling so pure,
As you are with us so I am bit sure.
That you are here to give new breath,
New look, new touch, new life, new death.
O, the joiner of Heaven and Earth,
You, the innovator of new world's birth
Be always with us in pretty rainy days
As you are the cause of life, Always.
