The gentle rain is falling
It washes out my soul
As I stand beneath it
It makes my body whole.

The gentle tears of heaven
Takes my worries and my cares
Takes the pain within my heart
To start it's own repairs.

My mind which was tormented
Was given then surcease
The problems in my mind
finally in given peace.

The problems which I thought
Could never be resolved
Once beneath the gentle rain
all at once dissolved.

And as I walk amid the trees
To saviour the rustic smell
I can feel my spirits lift
No longer trapped in hell.

Just lift my foot then put it down
And continue on this way
Natures sights and smells
Make me want to stay.

When my life will be full of doubt
And it seems so hard to talk
Wait for the rain to gently fall
Then, take a gentle walk.

Mahfooz Ali

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