poem: the rains
I am the pearls
Coming from the clouds
Emerging in the glorious gardens
I am the tears
Of almighty
Crying for those who came and go
I am the pearls born from the oceans
Rising high in the sky
I am the pearls falling down
Giving life to all who are around
The trees ,the flowers, the men, the children
All await for my emergence
I am the music which only
Few can hear
I am the pearls more precious than diamond
Entrying the hearts of thousands
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