Murmur of Rain

Murmur of Rain

Clouds weep, embracing the earth,  
Droplets fall with a gentle sound.  
Cool touches softly brush the heart,  
Opening new paths of memory.  

Leaves turn each drop into a song,  
Carried along with the breeze.  
Streets glow under silver wetness,  
Filling the eyes with calm.  

As the scent of soil rises,  
Joy quietly blooms within.  
This tender voice of rain,  
Brings soothing shade to life.

GR kaviyoor 
13 04 2026

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