Rainfall After Rain

Drop got dropped, Formed inside a rain. Thought the way about, And a possible aim. Praying also chanted For getting along pure. Lake to get blended, Making itself secure! Worry is getting fears May for a junk yard! The crushed facing years Weeping along a mirror. Reside presence beneath On upon leaf alone. Deeply taking a breath, Waiting another cyclone. Wind gusting along, Clattered leaved pines! Shook trees among, Making moments divine! Tiny got shined, Got a running hand! Kept it carefully aligned, Enlightening us as friends!