The Sound of Gravity: Rain
Softly falling is the rain.
A gentle breeze
In a summer of drought
Whispers of the seas
Clouds gossip about
Water drips down my windowpane.
Like Langston's lulling lines--
Fluid and flowing and full of life
Through the water, sunlight shines
The rain's soft song is rife
Now the rain is rushing down.
Rushing through the gutters
And clouds block out the sun
Distant thunder mutters
The storm has just begun
Lightning flashes and thunder crashes.
Electricity pulled to the Earth
And rain ever thundering down
Soon you can see a flood's violent birth
And the sidewalks begin to drown
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