A drop falls from the sky,

barely a whisper, a secret sigh.

From clouds that loom in shades of gray,

It dances on the earth, then fades away.

A promise, a memory, hidden deep,

the rain falls soft, like lovers' sleep.

Each drop, a story yet untold,

of dreams, of fears, of hearts grown cold.

In every drop, a universe,

A moment's beauty, a tender verse.

The rain speaks softly, if we care to hear,

of things unseen, of truths unclear.