Rain Poem by Shane Clift

Drip dropp cling clang
Do you hear the water drain?
Up from the lakes down from the clouds, hail, snow and rain.
Listen to the water drain.
Emptied from the mist down to the ground, filtering the soil and making its rounds.
Quenching our thirsts, reviving the plants and doing the works.
Back to the lakes.
Back to the ponds.
Going in cycles and making new songs.
Drip dropp cling clang.
Can't you hear the water drain?