Enjoy the Rain

Enjoy the water’s cooling might,

The falcons’ frantic flight,

The thunder’s blinding light,

The fog that blocks all sight,

And the school holiday’s delight.

Enjoy the splashing sounds on the floor,

The lightning’s lion roar,

The beach’s clamorous shore,

The sputter spatter at your door,

And the electricity no more.

Enjoy the smell of silt and sand,

The muddy water polishing the land,

The playful child’s adventurous demand,

The pipes vomiting like a fountain grand,

And the taste of jalaybee from your mother’s hand.

 

Enjoy the soothing touch of the dewy rain,

The confused spinning of the weathervane,

 The brimming buildings with the wet stain,

The growth of the clean, green cane,

And the joy, dance and play in every lane.

Enjoy the rainbow and the light of day,

The children hopping all the way,

The serenity of Nature’s May,

The drizzly, long line of spray,

And the dirty mosquitoes on their way.

Enjoy the wintry rain of the sky,

The ripe fields of the farmer’s rye,

The cool comfort that will never die,

The childish feeling that you could fly,

And go to the highest of high.