Listen To The Rain

a gentle poem on imagination

Listen to the falling rain

It’s a symphony of sound

Each gentle falling raindrop

Is so perfect soft and round



Is it a gentle pitter patter

A soft and soothing sound

Creeping up into your soul

Inside where peace is found



And can you hear a rhythm

In the rain from up above

That sings to you a melody

A song of endless love



Or can you hear a sad song

That makes you want to sigh

Bringing back the memories

Of times that made you cry



Or do you hear a thrumming

A cacophony of sound

That echo’s in your soul

On the chains that keep you bound



Or do you hear the song

And wish that things might be

That the singing of the rain

Would let your soul fly free



But as you sit and listen

Recalling joy or pain

Your imagination’s endless

As you listen to the rain