Outside I see rain pouring down,
the pattern is just the same continuous drip, drip, drip,
evenly sprinkled about as if to replenish the earth.

Drizzles of rain cease the ever thirsting soul of the earth.
Showers of rain gush out from the moist clouds and down
to the ground. Seeping out as if to gasp for air; drip, drip, drip.

Rain, rain flowing down faster and faster yet the same pattern continues drip, drip, drip
The constant steady flow of the rain pouring onto the earth
scattering about all through the city. Its crystal clear voice proclaims its arrival as it settles down.

The drip[, drip of rain still spirals down from above and I leave it all to render down, wondering if everything on this earth is so tranquilized.