The sky’s are grey and dis-confused,
Vacantly full of rain they deliver there bounty
Down slowly, softly to the silent earths below,
Where mans quietly unaware of the secret magic
That falls from above, the blessings of raindrops,
Flowing for the soul, and flowers to help it grow
Let the heart dance in the heat of the downpour
And take its magic to cleanse and wash the soul.
Taste the sweet tears of the Goddess as they fall
Feel her soft wet touch that soothes the essence
For each teardrops heaven sent within a drop of rain
Sent to kiss the earth, nourish body mind and soul.
~Magic Sky's~