Are the rain the tears of a maiden who cries for joy?
Or maybe ... the fluids of the eagles when they make love in the midst of the storms and the sun's rays?
Or ... the cleansing of the skies waiting to see new rainbows?
Or ... the solitudes of the moons that come down to embrace rivers and seas?
Or ... The celestial rivers that come to visit the seas to merge with them?
The rain is the blessings that come from the hands of God in the form of crystals that wet your face and soothe your soul.
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