Poem "Rain was a blessing"

The following is a poem with the theme of rain, which so far has been a mystery of human life.

The rain was a blessing

Tonight the sky looks dark

petirpun voice began echoing

splitting the silence of the night

reminiscent of the glory

The wind rustled in from all directions

while forming the constitution of life

matoa tree so silent witness

the existence KebesaranMu

Droplets of water began to come

and continue to add debits

began to wet foliage

but there is still a drought in bailknya

rain,,, oh, rain

Your voice I can not describe

and I can not copy the

and I'd only listen

change ringing silence of the night

layer of eroded soil water splashes

make the sign of new life

who can make peace

and coolness throughout the world.

by rozat rifai

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