The sky weeps, its tears patter against my window,
A soothing symphony to drown out the world's echo.
Each drop a whisper from the heavens above,
Reminding us to pause, to breathe, to love.
In this moment, time holds its breath,
As the earth wears the scent of wet earth - death and rebirth.
In the heart of the storm, in the eye of the rain,
We find peace amidst the chaos, solace in pain.