Rain

Joy is like the rain? Reviews are much welcome!

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’        Rain   ,    ’

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,     Is she the foe of sunrays     ,   

‘          who takes advantage when his power frays?       ‘       

                ‘       Is she the crow,  ‘                   ,           

         forebodes storms like treacherous arrows and bow?       ,

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    ‘       Her fingers softly disturb my hair.           ‘

                 and lashes, so soft and fair.               ,

‘                   They say the droplets are her tears,                   ‘

wash away the griefs no one hears.

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How melodiously she sings,

in a foreign tongue borne on wings,

            ,                  merrily comes down to earth.                              ‘

and gives birth to music, the child of mirth.

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,         ‘,    A transparent frost-white gauze cape               ‘

          she drapes around me, ankles to nape,         ‘

,         a timely tender silk curtain,          ‘

‘                   shields me a moment from woe’s chieftain.             ‘    ‘

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‘      Is rain the humble guardian,   ,   ‘

‘   at times relieves Sun from the watch over millions?    ,

,    Is she Hermes from the sky,  ‘  ,

,                    ‘   whispering, “joy may also in storms lie”?              ‘     ,

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