Rain, Make Me Clean

You come amidst despair and from the dark clouds pour,
All the heat and scorches then exist no more.
You fill the hearts with the beauty green,
Flows down your water and make everything clean.

The sound of your coming is mesmerising,
Grips the fear with thunder lightning.
Laden with water the rivers flow,
Breaking the bounds, free they go.

From nothing a sprout then grows,
And makes its way to the sheeny goals.
An exciting energy drenches all,
With wet delights the hearts enthrall.

That one drop falls on my face wiping off all the pain,
I want to be clean, O rain, you please come again.