The clouds gathered,
And greyed out the blue sky,
Slowly I saw the small droplets falling on the leaves,
On the ground.
Rain settled the dust,
And washed out the road,
Looked like the colors of nature were flowing.
And I felt like standing out there,
Savoring solitude,
And soaking those drops,
Wish I were made up of mud,
So that I could get dissolved in the rain,
And disappear from the world,
To be one with the earth.
And greyed out the blue sky,
Slowly I saw the small droplets falling on the leaves,
On the ground.
Rain settled the dust,
And washed out the road,
Looked like the colors of nature were flowing.
And I felt like standing out there,
Savoring solitude,
And soaking those drops,
Wish I were made up of mud,
So that I could get dissolved in the rain,
And disappear from the world,
To be one with the earth.
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