This rain brings smiles to my crops
Sure tells me I will harvest well tomorrow
Fills my well and the rivers
From where my people live
This rain is the smile that keeps
Away the face carrying the burdens of this world
Illuminating the darkened intentions and bringing
Light to the nuance of a lifeless era
This rain is the beauty I admire daily
The purity and essence of her fairness
Makes the sojourner choose not to leave
This rain makes me speak well on the night
As the sun sinks and the light of the day dies
The evening sacrifice duly paid
It will wash away and bury
The weightless matter standing in the way
This rain comes in full