What a relaxing moment
How elegant of the rain
Of its smells and transparency
Of its sounds rhymed spring
Even the wind conspires
Of absence to urge
Nor others for disturbance
The trees stand over there quietly
And the people are driving slowly
Or walking carefully
Even birds are somewhere hiding
To offer the moment to the rain
Sounds as a clock ticking
By the windows, we are
And counting for the ticking
And wondering how many Tickles
To lure the sun smiling at us
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