Jewels Falling From The Sky
What is that wet joy that falls from the sky,
Dipping and dashing, to low, from high
What’s this mjagic that tickles my face,
Soothly falling the down, with massive amounts of grace
Sparkiling and twinkiling, like faries flutering down,
Sprinkiling their majic all over town
Rain is this majic, this joy beyond the rest,
Falling from the sky on this waters majic quest
Rain falls when the heavens open up,
It’s gods beutifull tears
Sprinkiling silence all around town,
Giving the sky a giant, beutifull crown
It opaque color, a spectrum of light,
Gives the illusion of power and fright
What is there that rainbows tell,
What is there color cell?
Rain is mysterious, but beutifull too,
I find it amazing, dont you?
More than wetness, but less that ice,
It is as mysterious as the roll of a dice
But yet i love it day and night,
I love its feel, i love even its sight
I am not one of those people who put an umbrella high,
Ignorring the beutifull wave from the sky
Arms stretched out high, nose in the air,
Mouth open, wet hair
Standing there, wet, damp, and cool,
I feel as though a queen given rule
Dipping and dashing, to low, from high
What’s this mjagic that tickles my face,
Soothly falling the down, with massive amounts of grace
Sparkiling and twinkiling, like faries flutering down,
Sprinkiling their majic all over town
Rain is this majic, this joy beyond the rest,
Falling from the sky on this waters majic quest
Rain falls when the heavens open up,
It’s gods beutifull tears
Sprinkiling silence all around town,
Giving the sky a giant, beutifull crown
It opaque color, a spectrum of light,
Gives the illusion of power and fright
What is there that rainbows tell,
What is there color cell?
Rain is mysterious, but beutifull too,
I find it amazing, dont you?
More than wetness, but less that ice,
It is as mysterious as the roll of a dice
But yet i love it day and night,
I love its feel, i love even its sight
I am not one of those people who put an umbrella high,
Ignorring the beutifull wave from the sky
Arms stretched out high, nose in the air,
Mouth open, wet hair
Standing there, wet, damp, and cool,
I feel as though a queen given rule
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While most people open up there umbrellas when it starts to rain, i go outside and dance in it, marvelling as the heavens open up to mortals... At least that is how i see it! But i will never forget the nights i spend splashing in those crystal puddles, jumping through the muddy grass puddles.
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