I wish to see...

The rain is falling now..

Thunder winks the light without the sound hears..

The wind blows...

The trees move wary ..

I just hear the sounds of rain genuinely..

The rain falls through the air, its crawl, steal and steered...

Watching leaves fall to change new grow steadily....

Shall the rainbow come? or its shows fleshly..?

But why does the dawn come early..?

I am waiting to see the beauty...

I am here watching above as if the wind nodding agree...

The wind says "The rainbow come appear shall be..."

I am smiling with hope to see you immediately...