Whispers Of Hope: A Quiet Longing For Rainfall Poem by Noen Muti

In the distance, a whisper of hope
A promise of rain, yet to be told
The sky remains blue, unbroken
As the earth waits, parched and alone

The leaves rustle, anticipating
The touch of cool droplets, so rare
The soil thirsts, yearning for nourishment
As the rain's symphony is yet to share

The air carries a scent of impending
A fragrance of hope, a hint of change
The world holds its breath, in expectancy
As the rain's melody is yet to arrange

The rain's arrival is a mystery
A secret that only time can reveal
The world waits, with open arms
As the rain's embrace is yet to feel

In the distance, a whisper of hope
A promise of rain, yet to be told
The sky remains blue, unbroken
As the earth waits, parched and alone

But the world knows, that the rain will come
And with it, a new beginning will be born
The earth will drink, and the leaves will sing
As the rain's song is yet to be worn.