The beauty of a rainfall on a quiet night,
As it slowly pitter patters on the ground.
Cleansing the earth of impurities,
That has started to take up form.
Fresh and awaking,
To new beginnings and the closure of things.
It is as transient,
Just like the people around us-
Very quixotic.
The calmness of the moment,
We sit back and taking the splendor.
We wonder how we let things get out of control,
As the rain beats against the walls.
We realize that all is right alright despite everything around us,
As we smile at the splendor of the rain.