Rain is dotted silver threads dropped from heaven by Gods which Nature takes away to adorn her fields and valleys. She is beautiful pearls plucked by the Daughter of the Dawn from a Sovereign's crown to embellish her gardens. The clouds and fields are lovers and she is a messenger between them. By pouring out she cures the cloud, and by coming down she quenches the thirst of the field. The voice of thunder declares her arrival and the rainbow her departure. When she cries coming down, the hills laugh and when she reaches down, the flowers rejoice; and when she has seeped down deep into the soi
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