It is raining. Quietly.
Here are a few haikus about rain, quiet or otherwise.
The sky turns deep gray,
smell of moisture fills the air,
rain will soon approach.
Spring flowers close up,
clouds cover the yellow sun,
darkness in daytime.
The birds stopped singing
as they anticipate rain
all becomes quiet.
Still-naked trees dance
to the rhythm of the breeze
early spring’s music.
‘Neath a covered moon
pitter patter goes the rain
sleep-inducing sounds.
Winter has ended
and spring’s colors are coming
after quiet rains.
Without rain we don't have rainbows or waterfalls!
Beautiful. We have had a lot of not so quiet rain and tornado warnings here. But I love a gentle rain.